And Nobody Knows What’s Going To Happen

In My Madness I Was Actually In Love With Her For The Few Hours It All Lasted; It Was The Same Unmistakable Ache And Stab Across The Mind, The Same Sighs, The Same Pain, And Above All The Same Reluctance And Fear To Approach.

Live, Travel, Adventure, Bless, And Don't Be Sorry.

Nothing Behind Me, Everything Ahead Of Me, As Is Ever So On The Road.

It All Ends In Tears Anyway.

It Always Makes Me Proud To Love The World Somehow- Hate's So Easy Compared.