In Truth, Everything And Everyone Is A

Nothing Can Nourish The Soul But Light.

Be Quiet Now And Wait. It May Be That The Ocean One, The One We Desire So To Move Into And Become, Desires Us Out Here On Land A Little Longer, Going Our Sundry Roads To The Shore.

The World Is A Playground, And Death Is The Night.

I Don’t Know Why; When I Look At You, I See Myself

It's No Good Giving My Heart And My Soul Because You Already Have These. So I've Brought You A Mirror. Look At Yourself And Remember Me.