I've Got Some Words Of

You're One Microscopic Cog In His Catastrophic Plan.

And She Moves Among The Sparrows. And She Floats Upon The Breeze. She Moves Among The Flowers. She Moves Something Deep Inside Of Me

Sometimes The Song Isn't Strong Enough To Contain The Fiction, Because Memories Are Fictions.

A Is For Answering All Your Prayers, N Is For Knowing That Your Loverman's Going To Be The Answer.

I Think It's An Essential Fact For Any Performer Or Artist To Fail As Poignantly As They Can Succeed.