I Felt Pressured By Continuous Touring.

Brain Gets Bent, Heart Gets Broken You Can't Jump Off Once The Pages Turn School Is Out But Never Over That's The Only Lesson You Can Learn

You May Leave School, But It Never Leaves You.

Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep Knowing That Your Lenses Peep Now I Eat My Daily Bread And Into The Tape Spool I'll Be Fed

I Actually Think The Creative Process Is Finite, And I'm Wondering Whether I've Retched Everything Up. Because It's Like Vomiting Or Shitting.

For A Heart Without Love Is A Song With No Words And A Tune To Which No One Is Listening So Your Heart Must Give Love And You'll Find That You Shine Like Rain On The Leaves You'll Be Glistening.