My Cradle Was A Shoe.

We're Losing A Species Every Few Seconds. We Cannot Put Them Back. If We Change Our Mind And Say, 'oops, We Made A Mistake' - It's Too Late. This Is The World We Live With.

Send Me Out Into Another Life Lord Because This One Is Growing Faint I Do Not Think It Goes All The Way

We Are Asleep With Compasses In Our Hands.

Laughter Was The Shape The Darkness Took Around The First Appearance Of The Light.

I Will Take With Me The Emptiness Of My Hands. What You Do Not Have You Find Everywhere