Now That I Am Dead, I Know

History, As I Recall, Was Never This Winsome, And Especially Not This Clean, But The Real Thing Would Never Sell: Most People Prefer A Past In Which Nothing Smells.

But Some People Can't Tell Where It Hurts. They Can't Calm Down. They Can't Ever Stop Howling.

Too Much God And You Overdose. God Needs To Be Filtered.

Expectation Isn't The Same As Desire

He Has Been Trying To Sing Love Into Existence Again And He Has Failed