I Am In The House

All Day I Think About It, Then At Night I Say It. Where Did I Come From, And What Am I Supposed To Be Doing? I Have No Idea. My Soul Is From Elsewhere, I’m Sure Of That,and I Intend To End Up There. Who Looks Out With My Eyes? What Is The Soul? I Cannot Stop Asking. If I Could Taste One Sip Of An Answer, I Could Break Out Of This Prison For Drunks. I Didn’t Come Here Of My Own Accord, And I Can’t Leave That Way. Whoever Brought Me Here, Will Have To Take Me Home.

You Are The Mirror Of Divine Beauty.

Your Eyelashes Will Write On My Heart The Poem That Could Never Come From The Pen Of A Poet.

Be Drunk With Love, For Love Is All That Exists. Where Is Intimacy Found If Not In The Give And Take Of Love.

Faith In The King Comes Easily In Lovely Times, But Be Faithful Now And Endure, Pale Lover.