The Journey Back Is Always Longer Than

Love Is A Sweet Thing Caught A Momentand Held In A Golden Eye.

I Chose The Shadows; They Did Not Choose Me. I Stay Here Securely Not Just Because I Feel Plain, But Because Disappearance Is By Now The Easy Way. The Habit. The Worn Path That I Can Trod Knowingly And Be Assured Safe Passage Home.

I've Been Going A Long Time Now Along The Way I've Learned Some Things. You Have To Make The Good Times Yourself Take The Little Times And Make Them Into Big Times And Save The Times That Are All Right For The Ones That Aren't So Good.

There Is No Other Way To Find Ourselves But In Each Others Faces.

Laws And Machines Are Shaped To Fit The Classes.