Three
          (c) 4 February 2002
(1)
A man
   Comes along
And breaks
     My stride
My heart in my hands
Once more denied

(2)
Truth is but
The smallest thing
Truth and Honor
Beauty Bring

But if life is love
and love a lie;
then better to
just
Lie down
      And die.

(3)
Sleeping alone
I dreamed of you there
Your fingers tangled
In my hair***
Deep in your eyes
I sought True Love
Your soul touched mine
And I gave in
Wouldst I should dream
That dream again.