We Don't Have A Unitary Society Anymore,

Who Are You? The Band Sang. I Tried To Remember But I Really Couldn't Say.

His Voice Was Cloves And Nightingales, It Took Us To Spice Markets In The Celebs, We Drifted With Him On A Houseboat Beyond The Coral Sea. We Were Like Cobras Following A Reed Flute.

Once You Get Below The Floor Of Our Personal Identities, We're All Connected. Perhaps That's Why We Can Move Into Others' Lives.

I Felt Beautiful But Also Interrupted. I Wasn't Used To Being So Complicated.

Here, Here Is My Dark World. You Carry It For A Change. Im Out