Through All The Windows I Only See

...and There You Have It, Another Body On The Floor Surrounded By Things That Don't Mean Much To Anyone Except To The One Who Can't Take Any Of Them Along.

You Got A Death Wish, Truant?' Which Was The Thing That Scared Me. 'cause Maybe I Did.

The Ruminations Are Mine, Let The World Be Yours.

And Where There Is No Echo There Is No Description Of Space Or Love. There Is Only Silence.

Quick Note Here: If This Crush-slash-swooning Stuff Is Hard For You To Stomach, If Youve Never Had A Similar Experience, Then You Should Come To Grips With The Fact That Youve Got A Tv Dinner For A Heart And Might Want To Consider Climbing Inside A Microwave And Turning It On High For At Least An Hour, Which If You Do Consider Only Goes To Show What Kind Of Idiot You Truly Are Because Microwaves Are Way Too Small For Anyone, Let Alone You, To Climb Into.