My Voice Is Soft, But Oh, My

Remember That There Are Hundreds Of Thousands Of Things You Can Eat That Are Not Cheese.

I See You Young And Soft Oh Little Baby Little Feet, Little Hands, Little Baby One Year Of Crying And The Words Creep Up Inside Creep Into Your Mind So Much To Say

Nine Planets Round The Sun, Only One Does The Sun Embrace. Upon This Watered One, So Much We Take For Granted; So Let Us Sleep Outside Tonight, Lay Down In Our Mother's Arms, For Here We Can Rest Safely ... One Sweet World Around A Star Is Spinning One Sweet World And In Her Breath I'm Swimming, And Here We Will Rest In Peace.

Oh Look At How She Listens She Says Nothing Of What She Thinks She Just Goes Stumbling Through Her Memories Staring Out On To Grey Street

I Think I Am A Very Kind Person. I Think I'm Joyful, But I Could Be Kinder And I Could Be More Joyful. I Do Believe Peace Is A State Of Grace, And Not The Absence Of Violence.