Pagsamba Lyrics & Chords By Jose Maceda

If the sea was made of milk, and little boats of cinnamon, I would plunge completely to save my darling. In the sea, there is a tower. In the tower, there is a window. In the...read more

(Walter) Asja lay down on the bed. We kissed at length. But the thing that excited me most was the touch of her hands. I placed my right palm directly against her left one. And...read more

You walk into the room With your pencil in your hand You see somebody naked And you say, "who is that man?" You try so hard But you don't understand Just what you'll say ...read more

(imagined Asja) (Susan Buck-Morss, in her book The Dialectics of Seeing about Benjamin's Arcades Project, describes Asja's frustration with Walter's nebbishy behavior. ...read more

(Walter/imagined) For me Moscow remains a fortress. The climate is harsh and I don't speak the language. Reich is always there. Asja's life is boxed in on every side: by...read more