I Turned My Back On The Devil,

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

[i Had A Sense Of Interior Panic].always. I Didn't Really Know What To Call It For A Long Time, But I Have A Friend In Greece Who Used That Word Panic A Lot, And I Found Myself Resisting It, Until I Totally Accepted That As A Precise Description Of My Interior Condition. It Was Mostly Panic From One Moment To The Next. And Nothing Much Else Was Going On.

She Was Made Of Flesh And Eyelashes.

Show Me Slowly What I Only Know The Limits Of Dance Me To The End Of Love

If You Want A Lover I'll Do Anything You Ask Me To. And If You Want Another Kind Of Love I'll Wear A Mask For You.