Never Make A Decision When You Need

My Interest In This Pack Of Failures Betrays My Character.

And I'll Bury My Soul In A Scrapbook, With The Photographs There And The Moths.

A Song, You Know, You've Got A Tempo. You Know,you've Got Something That Is Moving Swiftly. You Can't Stop It, You Know? Andit's Designed To Move Swiftly From, You Know, Mouth To Mouth, Heart To Heart,where A Poem Really Speaks To Something That Has No Time And That Is - It's Acompletely Different Perception.

Like A Bird On A Wire, Like A Drunk In A Midnight Choir, I Have Tried In My Way To Be Free!!

Don't Dwell On What Has Passed Away Or What Is Yet To Be.