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To Mrs S Claus
in sella sedet
fabulas scribens
fabulae vitarum
vitae nostrae
He has many faces
But they are all the same
Been to many places
Needs the fame
sed ego
paginas vacuas volo
vitam meam volo
cum narratione mea
See the lives go
Unified
But not harmonised
Tell me I'm a control freak
Tell me I'm just weak
Searching for ideals
But I know my soul still feels
The scriptist
He'll put his funnel to your head
And wash out your brain
It'll produce a chill
See the lives go
Instilled
But not fulfilled
Can they not see
What he does to them
Want you not to be
Set apart, your own, unique
So release yourself
Just to be yourself
A new paradigm
Find your own rhyme
I must
nam ego
paginas vacuas volo
vitam meam volo
cum narratione mea
Relinquish your control
Scriptist
Give us our own pages
Let us be our own
See the lives be
Unique, special, living
Guided by heart
Maybe just a dream
Maybe just a vision
But I want to see the lives
Let us see the...
25 December 2002
12-13 January 2003
22 January 2003
