I've been waiting for sleep to offer up the day with both hands.
The stronger I am in my personal life, the more energy I have to look outward, to address my society.
My life may not be something special But it's never been lived before.
I was supposed to be cool about this, yeah, I remember - cool was the plan. Tried to keep it all under wraps, but the wraps kept going slack. I keep turning round, I keep coming back.
When everything else seems unclear, at least I'll know I do it for the joy it brings.
Who says I like right angles? These are not my laws, these are not my rules.