I Get Really Bored If I Don't

I'd Sit On Logs Like Pulpitslisten To The Sermonof Sparrowsand Find God In Simplicity,there Amongst The Dandelionand Thorn

The Savages Are Upon Me And I Feel My Flesh Burn Beneath The Teeth Of Their Indifference.

Maybe I Could Have Loved You Better. Maybe You Should Have Loved Me More. Maybe Our Hearts Were Just Next In Line. Maybe Everything Breaks Sometime.

We Are Loved Beyond Our Ability To Comprehend.

Another Day, Another Dollar, Another War, Another Tower Went Up Where The Homeless Had Their Home.