The People Who Raised Me Musically Are

My Kingdom For A Kiss Upon Her Shoulder It's Never Over, All My Riches For Her Smiles When I Slept So Soft Against Her... It's Never Over, All My Blood For The Sweetness Of Her Laughter... It's Never Over, She's A Tear That Hangs Inside My Soul Forever.

To Do Something That Will Just Fly Away Is Kind Of Special. Every Time Somebody Tell You They Love You, That "i Love You" Flies Away, And You Wait Until The Next One.

If You Do Anything Regularly For A While, Sooner Or Later The Weirdoes Will Show Up.

So I'll Wait For You... And I'll Burn Will I Ever See Your Sweet Return? Oh, Will I Ever Learn? Oh, Lover, You Should've Come Over Cause It's Not Too Late.

You Can't Kill The Past By Denying The Past. You Can Kill It Only By Making It Obsolete. And Even In That, You Have To Find Honor In The Past. You Can't Hack Off Pieces Of Yourself, And Expect Them To Grow Again.