And I gave my heart to know wisdom, and to know madness and folly: I perceived that this also is vexation of spirit. ...

tears are blood from a stone trust is feeble within me and outside of me a delusion ..a fault of my own spitting blood into the wind lending myself to the makeover of others a fault of my own remembering the promise and forgetting to keep it..to be only and lonely alone
a fault of my own


finally found my hate
and it still fits just grate
lost my heart with its false start
think i'll just leave that missin'
lied to me like only i could
now i don't have to listen