You Do What You Love, Or You

Over What Guilty Spirit To Not Hear The Beating, To Not Hear The Beating, But Only Tears Of Perfect Moan, Only Tears Of Perfect Moan.

I'm Too Old To Do Things By Half

When You Pass Through The Fire, You Pass Through Humble.

I Dreamed That I Was Young And Smart, And It Was Not A Waste. I Dreamed That There Was A Point Of Life, And To The Human Race.

Don't The People You're Around Shape The Music, Is That What You're Saying? Everything Does.