Love Opens My Chest, And Thought Returns

Seek Passion, Seek Passion, Seek Passion!

Where Lowland Is, That's Where Water Goes. All Medicine Wants Is Pain To Cure.

The Lover Is Ever Drunk With Love. He Is Mad. She Is Free. He Sings With Delight. She Dances In Ecstasy. Caught By Our Own Thoughts, We Worry About Everything. But Once We Get Drunk On That Love Whatever Will Be, Will Be.

My Lips Got Lost On The Way To The Kiss - That's How Drunk I Was.

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