Get Ready For The Future: It Is

My Page Was Too White My Ink Was Too Thin The Day Wouldn't Write What The Night Pencilled In.

But Remember When I Moved In You And The Holy Dove Was Moving Too And Every Breath We Drew Was Hallelujah.

I Don't Know Which Side Is Anybody On Any More. I Don't Really Care. There Is A Moment When We Have To Transcend The Side We're On And Understand That We Are Creatures Of A Higher Order.

What Were The Bodies Like On The Beach? Ugly And White And Ruined By Offices.

And What Can I Tell You, My Brother, My Killer, What Can I Possibly Say? I Guess That I Miss You, I Guess I Forgive You, I'm Glad You Stood In My Way