From The Distance You Only See My

I Saw Grief Drinking A Cup Of Sorrow And Called Out, 'it Tastes Sweet, Does It Not?' 'you've Caught Me,' Grief Answered, 'and You've Ruined My Business. How Can I Sell Sorrow, When You Know It's A Blessing?

Treasures And Armies Do Not Make A King. A True King Is A King Within Himself.

You Are The Fountain Of The Sun. I'm The Shadow Of A Willow. You Fall Upon My Forehead. I Melt. You Slip Into My Heart. It Spills Open. You Surround Me With Such Sweetness. I Make It My Home.

Play The Flute Of Felicity! You, Yourself, Are The Melody.

In This Life Many Demolitions Are Actually Renovations.