Even Damnation Is Poisoned With Rainbows.

It's Like A Bear Stumbling Into A Beehive Or A Honey Cache: I'm Stumbling Right Into It And Getting Stuck, And It's Delicious And It's Horrible And I'm In It And It's Not Very Graceful And It's Very Awkward And It's Very Painful And Yet There's Something Inevitable About It.

I've Never Thought Of Myself As A Religious Person.

Oh The Sisters Of Mercy, They Are Not Departed Or Gone.

Like A Bird On A Wire, Like A Drunk In A Midnight Choir, I Have Tried In My Way To Be Free!!

It's Time That We Began To Laugh And Cry And Cry And Laugh About It All Again.