When I Am Not Desperate, I Am

Between The Fear That Something Would Happen And The Hope That Still It Wouldn't, There Is Much More Space Than One Thinks. On That Narrow, Hard, Bare And Dark Space A Lot Of Us Spend Their Lives.

Between The Fear That Something Would Happen And The Hope That Still It Wouldn't, There Is Much More Space Than One Thinks. On That Narrow, Hard, Bare And Dark Space A Lot Of Us Spend Their Lives.

Forgetfulness Heals Everything And Song Is The Most Beautiful Manner Of Forgetting, For In Song Man Feels Only What He Loves.

If People Would Know How Little Brain Is Ruling The World, They Would Die Of Fear.

What Does Your Sorrow Do While You Sleep? -it’s Awake And Waiting. And When It Loses Patience, It Wakes Me Up.