I Pursue Pleasure, But Stingily, Suspiciously.

The Truths I Shun Follow Me, Mumbling.

The Lyric Deals With Love And Sorrow, The Aphorism With Contradiction And Deceit.

When Love And Adventure Are Finished, It's Nice To Have Getting And Spending To Fall Back On.

Lovers Do All The Talking And Writing. What Are The Beloveds Thinking?

Change Often Makes Accepted Customs Into Crimes.