Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove Dance me to the end of love.
The birds they sangat the break of day.Start again!!I heard them say
I will not be held like a drunkard / under the cold tap of facts
Today [people] are ready to take emergency cures, whatever they are, if it's violence, if it's a fascination with serial killing or whatever - the discomfort is so intense. Maybe it's always been like that, certainly it is now.
You were Marlon Brando, I was Steve McQueen, you were K.Y. Jelly, I was Vaseline.
No one masters the heart.