Food Is Music To The Body, Music

But In A Way You Can Say That After Leaving The Sea, After All Those Millions Of Years Of Living Inside Of The Sea, We Took The Ocean With Us. When A Woman Makes A Baby, She Gives It Water, Inside Her Body, To Grow In. That Water Inside Her Body Is Almost Exactly The Same As The Water Of The Sea. It Is Salty, By Just The Same Amount. She Makes A Little Ocean, In Her Body. And Not Only This. Our Blood And Our Sweating, They Are Both Salty, Almost Exactly Like The Water From The Sea Is Salty. We Carry Oceans Inside Of Us, In Our Blood And Our Sweat. And We Are Crying The Oceans, In Our Tears.

Friendship Is Also A Kind Of Medicine, And The Markets For It, Too, Are Sometimes Black.

For All His Wisdom, He Did Not Know That Love Cannot Be Tested. Honesty Can Be Tested And Loyalty. But There Is Not Test For Love. Love Goes On Forever, Once It Begins, Even If We Come To Hate The One We Love. Love Goes On Forever Because Love Is Born In The Part Of Us That Does Not Die.

We Carry Oceans Inside Of Us, In Our Blood And Our Sweat. And We Are Crying The Oceans, In Our Tears.

Every Life, Every Love, Every Action And Feeling And Thought Has Its Reason And Significance: Its Beginning, And The Part It Plays In The End. Sometimes, We Do See.