December 3rd '97
Song called 'Volcano'

Don't hold my head like that
You'll hurt your knees
I kissed your mouth and back
But that's all I need
Don't build your world around
Volcanoes melt you down

What I am to you is not real
What I am to you, you do not need
What I am to you is not what you mean to me
For give me miles and miles of mountains
And I'll part them with sea

What I give to you
Is just what I'm going through
This is nothing new
No no just another phase of finding
What I really need
Is what makes me bleed
And like a new disease
She's still too young to treat

Like a distant tree
... too young for me