Free Of Who I Was, Free Of

I Didn't Come Here Of My Own Accord, And I Can't Leave That Way. Whoever Brought Me Here Will Have To Take Me Home.

Daylight, Full Of Small Dancing Particles. Can You See Them When I Whisper In Your Ear?

Move, But Don't Move The Way Fear Makes You Move.

You Already Have The Precious Mixture That Will Make You Well. Use It.

Love, The Life-giving Garden Of This World.