I Use To Live In A Room

Be Respected As Being New, And Probably A Decent Change Or A Help For The Human Race Or Whatever, Instead Of Keep Carrying The Same Old Burdens Around With You.

It All Has To Come From Inside, Though, I Guess.

The Story Of Life Is Quicker Then The Blink Of An Eye, The Story Of Love Is Hello, Goodbye.

Your Mysterious Mountains I Wish To See Closer. May I Land My Kinky Machine?

This Is Your Life - You Must Die By Yourself, So For Heaven's Sake, Live For Yourself And No One Else. . . .