I Have No Advice For Anybody; Except

I'm Lying In My Bed, Blanket Is Warm, This Body Will Never Keep Me Safe From Harm. I Still Feel Your Hair, Black Ribbons Of Coal. Touch My Skin To Keep Me Whole. If Only You'd Come Back To Me. To Feel You At My Side, Wouldn't Need No Mojo Pin To Keep Me Satisfied.

To Do Something That Will Just Fly Away Is Kind Of Special. Every Time Somebody Tell You They Love You, That "i Love You" Flies Away, And You Wait Until The Next One.

Turn Your Head Away From The Screen, My Friend. It Will Tell You Nothing More.

If You Do Anything Regularly For A While, Sooner Or Later The Weirdoes Will Show Up.

Words Are Beautiful But Restricted. They're Very Masculine, With A Compact Frame. But Voice Is Over The Dark, The Place Where There's Nothing To Hang On: It Comes From A Part Of Yourself That Simply Knows, Expresses Itself, And Is.