The Cutting Of The Gem Has To

Someone Gave Me Wishes And I Wished For An Embrace.

I Will Not Be Held Like A Drunkard / Under The Cold Tap Of Facts

It's Not A Cry You Can Hear At Night. It's Not Somebody Who Has Seen The Light. It's A Cold And It's A Broken Hallelujah.

A Song, You Know, You've Got A Tempo. You Know,you've Got Something That Is Moving Swiftly. You Can't Stop It, You Know? Andit's Designed To Move Swiftly From, You Know, Mouth To Mouth, Heart To Heart,where A Poem Really Speaks To Something That Has No Time And That Is - It's Acompletely Different Perception.

First Of All Nothing Will Happen And A Little Later Nothing Will Happen Again.