Carl Halling

Some Perverse Will

I\'m a restless man

I am never

Still

I\'m always spurred on

By some perverse

Will

The grass is never

Green

No peace here

To find

Some demon

Of motion\'s

At work within my

Mind

No bed is too soft

That I won\'t

Abandon

Its sweet calm

And comfort

For a softer

One

I\'m a restless man

I am never

Still

I\'m always spurred on

By some perverse will.