Kula Shaker

Gather 'round
This is the tombstone Of Peter Pan R.I.P.
Say a prayer For all the children
Everyone That still believes
Peter Pan R.I.P.

Clear the leaves From his rest of place
Chase the cold Across the street
Let the sun Warm his bleeding heart
Boy, you meant so much to me
Peter Pan R.I.P.

Peter Pan, He won't come back
They chained his feet,
And broke his back
I'm crying,
Remembering the days
Crying sweet tears of joy
Remembering the days.
The games that we played

Now we know.
This ain't no fairytale
His grave is there.
For all to see
Gather 'round.
All good children
Gather 'round the memory
Peter Pan R.I.P.

Peter Pan, Don't look back
They clipped your wings.
And chained your back
I'm crying.
Remembering the days
Crying sweet tears of joy
Remembering the days.
The games that we played

Peter P. R.I.P.
Peter P. R.I.P.
Peter P. R.I.P.
Peter P. R.I.P...

Peter P. Rest In Peace

Wallace Stevens:

Tea

when the elephant's-ear in the park
shrivelled in frost
and the leaves on the paths
ran like rats
your lamp-light fell
on shining pillows
of sea-shades and sky-shades
like umbrellas in Java


Gullbinal

that strange flower, the sun,
is just what you say.
have it your way.

the world is ugly,
and the people are sad.

that tuft of jungle feathers,
that animal eye,
is just what you say.

that savage of fire,
that seed,
have it your way.

the world is ugly,
and the people are sad.