And Though The Meaning Fits,

One Thing That I'm Kind Of Disturbed At Is Actually Being On The Television, Acting, Being In Something That's Mainstream.

My Kingdom For A Kiss Upon Her Shoulder It's Never Over, All My Riches For Her Smiles When I Slept So Soft Against Her... It's Never Over, All My Blood For The Sweetness Of Her Laughter... It's Never Over, She's A Tear That Hangs Inside My Soul Forever.

In Love We Are All Brothers And Sisters

Thinking So Hard On Her Soft Eyes And Memories Of The Signs That It's Over. It's Over.

You Can't Kill The Past By Denying The Past. You Can Kill It Only By Making It Obsolete. And Even In That, You Have To Find Honor In The Past. You Can't Hack Off Pieces Of Yourself, And Expect Them To Grow Again.