One Tenth Of Her. I Feel Her Talking Thru My Stand-up Hairs. Which Of You, Or Does He Touch Them, Or Is He Daft. It's Hard Boys. Alone And Old, It's Really Like Her, It Wears Her Clothes, I Might Be, I Might Be. But You're Not Me And You Don't Know I'm Back In The Mine. Don't Be Afraid My Love For You To Die. It Stands Its Ground As I Stand Mine. The Ex-flesh Of The Temperature, I'm Just As Beautiful As Your Light Allows.