Hilary Woods
Gherkin
As i walk alone through the streets of grey
I feel special thoughts fade away
Again

If you see the beauty or beast that's .....
You are too human all the same
Again

Oh-oh-oh

And i recede from you

Flowers on the skull filled with buds and lies
Imbalance becomes a strain on my mind
Again

Communicate deliberate shy away from pain
But you are too human all the same
Again

Oh-oh-oh

And i recede from you

Oh-oh-oh
And i recede from you