You Are Not Meant For Crawling, So

Be Kind To Yourself, Dear - To Our Innocent Follies. Forget Any Sounds Or Touch You Knew That Did Not Help You Dance. You Will Come To See That All Evolves Us.

Be Kind And Honest, And Harmful Poisons Will Turn Sweet Inside You.

We Are Pain And What Cures Pain, Both. We Are The Sweet Cold Water And The Jar That Pours. I Want To Hold You Close Like A Lute, So That We Can Cry Out With Loving. Would You Rather Throw Stones At A Mirror? I Am Your Mirror And Here Are The Stones.

Our Purpose Here On Earth: To Manifest The Very Nature Of Our Spirit, Which Is Touched By The Spirit Of God.

There Is A Candle In Your Heart, Ready To Be Kindled. There Is A Void In Your Soul, Ready To Be Filled. You Feel It, Don't You?