I Want To Be Ripped Apart By

Love, Anger, Depression, Joy And Dreams. ...and Zeppelin. Totally.

There's The Moon Asking To Stay Long Enough For The Clouds To Fly Me Away

In Love We Are All Brothers And Sisters

Thinking So Hard On Her Soft Eyes And Memories Of The Signs That It's Over. It's Over.

I Love Anything That Haunts Me...and Never Leaves