Our dreams are made of real things, like a shoebox full of photographs.
Love is the answer At least for most of the questions in my heart Why are we here and where do we go And how come it's so hard
Trouble travels fast / When you're specially designed for crash testing / Or wearing wool sunglasses in the afternoon.
We've got everything we need right here, and everything we need is enough.
It's as simple as something that nobody knows.
Can't you see that it's just raining? There ain't no need to go outside.