When I Think Of Your Kisses My

We're Captive On The Carousel Of Time, We Can't Return We Can Only Look Behind.

He Saw My Complications And He Mirrored Me Back Simplified, And We Laughed How Our Perfect World Would Always Be Denied.

You Have This Mounting Aggressive Ignorance With The Rabbit's Foot Of Their Particular Religion. You Don't Really Have Any Kind Of Spiritual Law, Just A Kind Of A Rabid Mental Illness. The Songs Are A Little Slice Of Life.

If You're Smart Or Rich Or Lucky Maybe You'll Beat The Laws Of Man But The Inner Laws Of Spirit And The Outer Laws Of Nature No Man Can

There Are Things To Confess That Enrich The World, And Things That Need Not Be Said.