Time Jumps. It Leaps. It Pours Away

The Sparrows Jumped Before They Knew How To Fly, And They Learned To Fly Only Because They Had Jumped.

You Can Try To Pin Me Down With A Hundred Thousand Arms, But I Will Find A Way To Resist

Why Couldn't You Let Me Have It? Why Did You Have To Take It? Why Did You Always Take Everything?

I Remember A Story I Once Heard About Drowning: That When You Fall Into Cold Water It's Not That You Drown Right Away But That The Cold Disorients You And Makes You Think That Down Is Up And Up Is Down, So You May Be Swimming, Swimming, Swimming For Your Life In The Wrong Direction, All The Way Toward The Bottom Until You Sink. That's How I Feel, As Though Everything Has Been Turned Around.

My Wild, Uncured, Erratic, Incomprehensible Heart.