Music, I Think, He Makes Me Feel

I Think Of All The Thousands Of Billions Of Steps And Missteps And Chances And Coincidences That Have Brought Me Here. Brought You Here, And It Feels Like The Biggest Miracle In The World.

I'm Starved For Different Light, A Different Sun,different Sky.

He Looked At Me Like I Was Beautiful.

It Is War Now, And Armies Need Symbols.

Take It From Me: If You Hear The Past Speaking To You, Feel It Tugging Up Your Back And Runing Its Fingers Up Your Spine, The Best Thing To Do-the Only Thing-is Run.