02-01-2011, 04:23 PM
Sun, wind, sea.
Surf, sand, grass.
Wood, glade, hut.
I'm alone.
I'm on my own
Inhabited island ...
With incarnation
Of my dirty thoughts.
Herr Freud!
You were
Not right!
Surf, sand, grass.
Wood, glade, hut.
I'm alone.
I'm on my own
Inhabited island ...
With incarnation
Of my dirty thoughts.
Herr Freud!
You were
Not right!