I've Said Before That Every Craftsman Searches

From The Moment You Entered This World Of Existence, A Ladder Was Put In Front Of You So You Could Escape.

Your Spirit Is Mingled With Mine What Touches You, Touches Me.

Keep On Knocking 'til The Joy Inside Opens A Window Look To See Who's There

Friends Are Enemies Sometimes, And Enemies Friends.

Someone Who Does Not Run Toward The Allure Of Love Walks A Road Where Nothing Lives. But This Dove Here Senses The Love Hawk Floating Above, And Waits, And Will Not Be Driven Or Scared To Safety.