“PARALLEL UNIVERSE”      Michael produced an empty vile   Whispered of it’s past inhabitants   “The remnants there will make you smile   Come with me, oh come with me”   Somewhere waiting for the train -- where will we be?   A wayfaring poet came to me, whispered symphonies   As rain, rain, rain falls against the Window Pain   Sane, sane, sane -- let go of all earthly pain   Wane, wax, wax, wane, laughter swoops us all away    Until we ponder:   Will it always be like this?   Never knew what I would miss   All this from Lisa’s dark kiss?   Thought my best friend wanted to kill us      One day I found myself running through nameless halls   Seeing shapes but not knowing the essence of what they are   What they are, what they are, who am I?   As lines, lines, lines make corners stretching so high, high, high, high…   At the ceiling they diverge, I….   I’m running, running, running, running from something I don’t understand   I’m longing, longing, longing for a grand escape   What I want, deep down I know   Find the stream and let it flow   Let’s drift away from the madness      One morning hypnotized   By the blue sky, everlasting…   The streets of LA are empty, Oh….   The streets of LA are empty, Oh….   The streets of LA are empty, Oh….   The streets of LA are empty, Oh….      Copyright 2004 Beau Phillips