I Felt Wise And Cynical

Kiss Me And You Will See How Important I Am.

Backward We Traveled To Reclaim The Day Before We Fell, Like Icarus, Undone; All We Find Are Altars In Decay And Profane Words Scrawled Black Across The Sun.

I Want To Be Able To Sleep In An Open Field, To Travel West, To Walk Freely At Night.

I've Eaten A Bag Of Green Apples. Boarded The Train, There's No Getting Off

..i Fancied You'd Return The Way You Said, But I Grow Old And I Forget Your Name. (i Think I Made You Up Inside My Head.) I Should Have Loved A Thunderbird Instead; At Least When Spring Comes They Roar Back Again. I Shut My Eyes And All The World Drops Dead. (i Think I Made You Up Inside My Head.)