You Win A While, And

Love Is A Fire/it Burns Everyone/it Disfigures Everyone/it Is The World's Excuse For Being Ugly.

Any Of The Decisions That I Made, If One Could Actually Locate A Shape Or Form, Were All Within A Wall, The Landscape Of Music.

Well I Am The One Who Loves Changing From Nothing To One.

Everyone Has A Kind Of Magical System That They Employ In The Hopes That This Will Open Up The Channels.

Pay Attention To The Cracks, Because That's Where The Light Gets In.