Set Your Fantasies In The Here And

I Think I’ll Dismember The World And Then I’ll Dance In The Wreckage.

If I Come Back, It Will Be A Place, But It Won't Be A Home Any Longer.

Where Magic Is Concerned, There Is Always An Initial Decision, An Initial Willingness To Let It Enter Your Life. If That Is Not There Neither Is Magic.

I Suppose The Point You Grow Up Is The Point You Let The Dreams Go.

I Move From Dreamer To Dreamer, From Dream To Dream, Hunting For What I Need. Slipping And Sliding And Flickering Through The Dreams; And The Dreamer Will Wake, And Wonder Why This Dream Seemed Different, Wonder How Real Their Lives Can Truly Be.