Sing the toadstool fast asleep that hummingbirds may earn their keep...
Is this not the same place in which most men die?
That night, as I laid bed, stories running through my mind, with a groan and creak, I lifted my head, then I understood, and I cried
This new captain has all I lack
This is a street I could fall in love on, where everyone's eyes reflect the stringed lights. Cobbles hold the weight of it all - the hearts and the hopes of what could and might.
Back and forth, the world goes round, and I'm right here, right here, right now, and every word that comes from my mouth can't seem to say please let me out...
But first, we must dive//And next, we must emerge//And allow the ripples of our newfound fantasia//Swell with a relentless Love
Smile as the foolish comforts vie for your attention. They needed you far more than you ever needed any one of them.