I've Been Raising Up My

I'm A Conduit For Telling People's Stories. It's A Privilege.

And Maybe She Had Certain Beliefs That If You Love Somebody, [you're] Gonna Like Them Too. And That Isn't Necessarily True.

From In The Shadow She Calls. And In The Shadow She Finds A Way, Finds A Way. And In The Shadow She Crawls, Clutching Her Faded Photograph. My Image Under Her Thumb. Yes With A Message For My Heart. She’s Been Everybody Else’s Girl Maybe One Day She’ll Be Her Own.

The Only Way Out Is To Go So Far In.

Baker, Baker, Can You Explain, If Truly His Heart Was Made Of Icing.