Pain Of Salvation - Of Two Beginnings

"Can You see him? Lying alone on that hotel room but with her still present in the warm of the sheets and the taste in his mouth and the sweet on his skin He has walked the roads turning bleak a child of Entropia setting himself on fire seeking a distant past for a way out Challenging the concept freedom and youth falling into the undertow Can You see him now?" She is twelve and I'm only ten buried in this soft mountain of pillows Parents away She asks me have I been touched Have I done the thing with anyone yet Silence - a shy "no" And there is nothing That we'd rather share Than that bodily warmth if we'd dare But she's already twelve and I am Just a child WARM AND SHY She's so OLD - already twelve and I am only ten Than was me, young and free, there and then Now in this hotel room I lie wondering who I am Never quite as sure after a lie of questioning Finding out at last that freedom is A STATE OF MIND But still not knowing how to get along with this mankind ...finding out at last that freedom is a state of mind...