To Love Is To Reach God.

I Turn All Thorn Then, But You Come Back Again And Make My Thorniness Fragrant And Pink And Petaled.

A Heart Filled With Love Is Like A Phoenix That No Cage Can Imprison.

In The House Of Lovers, The Music Never Stops, The Walls Are Made Of Songs & The Floor Dances

The Soul Has Been Given Its Own Ears To Hear Things Mind Does Not Understand.

Inside Of Us, There's A Continual Autumn. Our Leaves Fall And Are Blown Out Over The Water.