Six (Alves) One love alone without reason. One hard love scratching and screaming. I spend hours climbing towers alone hoping someday I'll be strong. Young blood flowing like semen. Young cold blood howling and heaving. I spend hours climbing towers of wrong hoping someday I'll belong. I wouldn't know what to say but I keep on trying. I've been slowing down. I've been slowing down. I have to break free. One touch to bring on the healing. One world away and I can't hear them. I spend all hours climbing higher and now can I look down again? Lyrics reprinted by permission. BACK