Here we go round the prickly pear 


I close my tearless eyes but see 


more clear 


there is a Kingdom and there is 


a beautycase to keep the stolen words 


that speak, that speak of love


here we go round the prickly pear 


we pray for mercy and you are the grace, 


the veil 


there is a female smell and then 


there is a beautycase to keep the 


stolen words 


that speak of love


here we go round the prickly pear 


and I'm doomed to fall but see 


the realm 


so take the words that I have stolen 


keep them in your beautycase to speak of love 


now that I'm gone