Your Body Is Woven From The Light

When Someone Is Counting Out Gold For You, Don't Look At Your Hands, Or The Gold. Look At The Giver.

If You Desire Healing, Let Yourself Fall Ill Let Yourself Fall Ill.

No More Words. In The Name Of This Place We Drink In With Our Breathing, Stay Quiet Like A Flower. So The Nightbirds Will Start Singing.

The Soul Is A Stranger Trying To Find A Home Somewhere That Is Not A Where.

People Want You To Be Happy. Don't Keep Serving Them Your Pain! If You Could Untie Your Wings And Free Your Soul Of Jealousy, You And Everyone Around You Would Fly Up Like Doves.