What Is The Heart? A Flower Opening.

For Without You, I Swear, The Town Has Become Like A Prison To Me. Distraction And The Mountain And The Desert, All I Desire.

When You Are Everywhere, You Are Nowhere. When You Are Somewhere, You Are Everywhere.

A Thousand Half-loves Must Be Forsaken To Take One Whole Heart Home.

The Feelings Trembled And Flapped In His Chest Like A Bird Newly Put In A Cage.

The Soul Is A Stranger Trying To Find A Home Somewhere That Is Not A Where.