I'm Really Quite Happy To Say That

When Soulmates Come And Go, You're Never Alone, Even When You're Standing Just You And Your Shoes, Because You Carry Them With You.

You're Just An Empty Cage Girl, If You Kill The Bird.

A Guitarist Or A Drummer Can Get A Cold And Still Play; I Get A Cold And Sound Like A Wet Mitten Trying To Sing You A Love Song. Charming.

When The Mothers Start To Shatter, Then Everything Just Comes Undone.

I Know That Mess Spelled Backwards Is Ssem And I Felt Much Better Armed With That Information.