Ordinary Eternal Machinery, Like The Grinding Of

You've Got A Deadline. Well, I Do, Too: Death.

Follow Me, The Wise Man Said, But He Walked Behind.

There's No Forsaking What You Love No Existential Leap As Witnessed Here In Time And Blood A Thousand Kisses Deep

There's A Deep Tribal Aspect To My Own Nature. So When I'm In Contact With Those Deep Resources, Of Course I Feel A Very Special Kind Of Nourishment.

Everybody Knows That You've Been Faithful, Give Or Take A Night Or Two.