My Sense Of Proprietorship Has Been So

It’s A Depressing Habit You Have Of Loving To Sneeze And Of Eating Apples As If They Were Juicier For You And Being The First One To Exclaim How Good The Movie Is. You Depress People. We Like Apples Too.

I Don't Have Any Spiritual Strategy.

Someone Gave Me Wishes And I Wished For An Embrace.

Your Servant Here, He Has Been Told To Say It Clear, To Say It Cold: It's Over, It Ain't Going Any Further And Now The Wheels Of Heaven Stop You Feel The Devil's Riding Crop Get Ready For The Future: It Is Murder

We Are So Small Between The Stars, So Large Against The Sky.