Lord, Spit On Our Eyes That We

All These Years Of Thinking, Ending Up Like This: In Front Of All This Beauty, Understanding Nothing.

Most Of The Time, Our Deeper, Stronger Feelings Are Things We All Have In Common.

One Day You're Waiting For The Sky To Fall, The Next You're Dazzled By The Beauty Of It All.

I'm Particularly Attuned To Lyrics, And Very Often A Bad Set Of Lyrics Will Ruin A Song For Me, While My Friends Will Be Just Grooving On The Music. I Don't Mean That It Has To Be About Anything In Particular, But There Has To Be Some Art Applied To It, Simple Or Otherwise.

Sometimes The Best Map Will Not Guide You, You Can't See What's Round The Bend. Sometimes The Road Leads Through Dark Places, Sometimes The Darkness Is Your Friend