They Worry About My Sanity I Join

I Guess When You’re Trying To Find All The Parts Of Yourself, It’s Difficult To Be With Someone Who’s Already Fully Intact.

What Is It With Science These Days? Everyone Is So Quick To Believe In It, In All These New Scientific Discoveries, New Pills For This, New Pills For That. Get Thinner, Grow Hair, Yada, Yada, Yada, But When It Requires A Little Faith In Something You All Go Crazy.' He Shook His Head, 'if Miracles Had Chemical Equations Then Everyone Would Believe.

You Never Forget About Things You've Done That You Know You Shouldn't Have Done. They Hang Around Your Mind, Linger Like A Thief Casing A Joint For A Future Job. You See Them There, Dramatically Lurking Nearby In Striped Monochrome, Leaping Behind Postboxes As Soon As Your Head Whips Around To Confront Them. Or It's A Familiar Face In A Crowd That You Glimpse But Then Lose Sight Of. An Annoying Where's Wally? Forever Locked Away And Hidden In Every Thought In Your Conscience. The Bad Thing That You Did, Always There To Let You Know.

Oh Well, Is It Hurting Anyone? Because If Its Not And You’ve Been Given It, I’d As Soon Stop Calling It A Thing And Start Referring To It As A Gift.

There Are Certain Kinds Of Silence That Make You Walk On Air.