And not out of fear or loneliness, but only to find myself again... for we have come too far my Life, to turn back now.

I'm shy in person - so afraid to confess my love - I need a go-between - our mutual friend, the Moon.

And not out of fear or loneliness, but only to find myself again... for we have come too far my Life, to turn back now.

The winter is kind and leaves red berries on the boughs for hungry sparrows.

I'm a modern mountebank - I believe in Physiognomy - after all, we are in control of our face - it's the map of where we've been.

We fear monsters because we fear the dark parts of ourselves.

When I think of you it's with tears, because no one else has such delicate hands that can reach into my soul and calm my fears.