Phil Coulthard		"Ganja Soul" I can see the sun coming down As I lay on the floor This horror is a joke in my head As the noodles burn slowly And I can’t remember sadness For this one second And while the dogs bark I live in a dream I can still remember my first breath So long ago The experiment in my life Not really caring This was a morning dream Oh how did I not realise The truth that is to come One small night Bethlehem is so far away As I lay in my room I am the fear I am the feared Oh won’t this stop Won’t this go away? This is the day it stops This is the day I improve