And I Sing And Sing Of Awful

Each Desaparecidos's Song Has A Seed That It Came From. We're Trying To Take That And Broaden It Out And Make It Resonate With People.

I Definitely Think Religion Is Responsible For A Lot Of The Evils Of The World. I Mean That's Not Really In Debate. But At The Same Time, I Think Whatever Gets You Through The Day, Whatever Helps You Make Sense Of Life I'm Not Gonna Begrudge My Grandmother With Her Rosary Beads. It Works For Them. And At The End Of The Day, I Don't Claim To Know The Answer To Anything.

And Me I'm In My Bedroom Drawing In My Notebook Because My Hand Thinks I'm An Artist But My Heart Knows I'm A Poet It's Just Words They Mean So Little To Me.

In A Coma, You Don't Dream, You Just Hope That Someone Sits With You.

Well Morning Came, And It Dressed The Sky In A Lovely Yellow Gown. Shopping Malls Are Opening In That Narrow Hallway Of Downtown, Filled With People Who Are Shopping For Their Lovers And Their Friends, Singing "i Won't Ever Be Lonely Again