We're Reaching For Death On

We Hide Ourselves In Our Music To Reveal Ourselves

Music Is Your Only Friend Until The End...

I Think, In These Days, Especially In The States, You Have To Be A Politician Or An Assassin Or Something, To Really Be A Superstar.

Give Form To The Passing World. Freeways Are A Drama.

Morning Found Us Unaware, Noon Burn Gold Into Our Hair, At Night We Swim The Laughin Sea, Where Will We Be?