Lots Of Ways To Reach God, I

Let The Beauty We Love Be What We Do. There Are Hundreds Of Ways To Kneel And Kiss The Ground.

Thirst Drove Me Down To The Water Where I Drank The Moon's Reflection.

In The House Of Lovers, The Music Never Stops, The Walls Are Made Of Songs & The Floor Dances

You Moan, "she Left Me." "he Left Me," Twenty More Will Come.

If You Are Looking For A Friend Who Is Faultless, You Will Be Friendless.