The Human World Is Made Of Stories,

Beyond The Indian Hamlet, Upon A Forlorn Strand, I Happened On A Trail Of Recent Footprints.

The Song Instantly Insisted It'd Never Existed.

Better A Soulless Clone... Than A Souled Roach.

Times Are You Say A Person's B'liefs Ain't True, They Think You're Sayin' Their Lifes Ain't True An' Their Truth Ain't True.

I'm Not From A Milieu Where High-register Language Or Philosophical Ideas Were Welcome.