The Past, The Future, O Dear, Is

Be Full Of Sorrow, That You May Become Hill Of Joy; Weep, That You May Break Into Laughter.

This That Is Tormented And Very Tired, Tortured With Restraints Like A Madman, This Heart.

Silence Is The Sea, And Speech Is Like The River. The Sea Is Seeking You: Don't Seek The River. Don't Turn Your Head Away From The Signs Offered By The Sea.

Goodbyes Are Only For Those Who Love With Their Eyes. Because For Those Who Love With Heart And Soul There Is No Such Thing As Separation.

Live At The Empty Heart Of Paradox. I'll Dance With You There, Cheek To Cheek.