The Closer You Get To Real Matter,

Eager For Bread And Love.

We Were On The Roof Of America And All We Could Do Was Yell

All Is Well, Practice Kindness, Heaven Is Nigh.

In My Madness I Was Actually In Love With Her For The Few Hours It All Lasted; It Was The Same Unmistakable Ache And Stab Across The Mind, The Same Sighs, The Same Pain, And Above All The Same Reluctance And Fear To Approach.

While Looking For The Light, You May Suddenly Be Devoured By The Darkness And Find The True Light