We Are All Bathed In The Same

There's A Hidden Sweetness In The Stomach's Emptiness. We Are Lutes, No More, No Less. If The Soundbox Is Stuffed Full Of Anything, No Music.... When You're Full Of Food And Drink, Satan Sits Where Your Spirit Should.

The Spirit And The Body Carry Different Loads And Require Different Attentions. Too Often We Put The Saddlebags On Jesus And Let The Donkey Run Loose In The Pasture.

Suddenly The Drunken Sweetheart Appeared Out Of My Door. She Drank A Cup Of Ruby Wine And Sat By My Side. Seeing And Holding The Lockets Of Her Hair My Face Became All Eyes, And My Eyes All Hands.

Forget The Future. I'd Worship Someone Who Could Do That.

The Sky Will Bow Down To Your Beauty, If You Do.