Your Heart Knows The Way. Run In

We Carry Inside Us The Wonders We Seek Outside Us.

The Fault Is In The One Who Blames. Spirit Sees Nothing To Criticize.

O My Choice Beauty You've Gone But Your Love Remains In My Heart Your Image In My Eye O Guide On My Winding Road I Keep Turning Round And Round In The Hopes Of Finding You

Don't Turn Away. Keep Your Gaze On The Bandaged Place. That's Where The Light Enters You.

Enough Of These Phrases, Conceit And Metaphors, I Want Burning, Burning, Burning.