Life Is A Loom, Weaving Illusion.

Factory Windows Are Always Brokenother Windows Are Let Alone.no One Throws Through The Chapel-windowthe Bitter, Snarling, Derisive Stone.

You Can't Crush Ideas By Suppressing Them. You Can Only Crush Them By Ignoring Them.

Except The Christ Be Born Again Tonight In Dreams Of All Men, Saints And Sons Of Shame, The World Will Never See His Kingdom Bright.

To Live In Mankind Is Far More Than To Live In A Name.

The Crooning Turns To A Sunrise Singing.