Ray, What You Got To Do Is

The Truth Of The Matter Is We Don't Understand Our Women; We Blame On Them And It's All Our Fault.

And You Have Been Forever, And Will Be Forever, And All The Worrisome Smashings Of Your Foot On Innocent Cupboard Doors It Was Only The Void Pretending To Be A Man Pretending Not To Know The Void.

We Tiptoed Around Each Other Like Heartbreaking New Friends.

Nothing Ever Happened - Not Even This

When You've Understood This Scripture, Throw It Away. If You Can't Understand This Scripture, Throw It Away. I Insist On Your Freedom.