With All The Things That You Could

I Want To Work On Some More Complicated Baking... And It Would Be Interactive!

You Tried To Hide Between The Lines Of A Story Never Told.

When All The Stars Were Falling, They Fell From Above, And I Thought Of Hate, And I Thought Of Hate, And Then I Thought Of Love.

A Friend Of Mine Once Told Me That I Can't Screw Up When I Play My Own Music. I Also Take Voice Lessons, Play Other Peoples' Songs Out Of Music Books, And Occasionally Figure Out How To Play Other People's Music From Records. This Keeps My Ears, Fingers, And Mind Working

You Are The Treasure Custodian, Cleaning The Moon For Me, Scouring The Sky So The Stars Would Shine Bright.