You See, We Live In A Cold

Sorrow Is Easier Than Guilt.

Sometimes The Soul Takes Pictures Of Things It Has Wished For, But Never Seen.

Take Your Foot Out Of The Graveyard, They Are Busy Being Dead.

Love? Be It Man. Be It Woman. It Must Be A Wave You Want To Glide In On, Give Your Body To It, Give Your Laugh To It, Give, When The Gravelly Sand Takes You, Your Tears To The Land. To Love Another Is Something Like Prayer And Can't Be Planned, You Just Fall Into Its Arms Because Your Belief Undoes Your Disbelief.

Once I Was A Couple. I Was My Own King And Queen With Cheese And Bread And Rosé On The Rocks Of Rockport.