There Is No Doubt That Running Away

Human Beings Are Struggling, And So They Are Egoists. But It's Wrong To Say That They Are Wholy Cruel - It's A Deformed View.

There Is Always The Other Side, Always.

After All This, What Happened? What Happened Was That, As Soon As I Had The Slightest Chance Of A Place To Hide In, I Crept Into It And Hid. Well, Sometimes It's A Fine Day Isn't It? Sometimes The Skies Are Blue. Sometimes The Air Is Light, Easy To Breathe. And There Is Always Tomorrow.

There Is No Doubt That Running Away On A Fresh, Blue Morning Can Be Exhilarating.

I Want More Of This Feeling - Fire And Wings.