Love is not a victory march

There is a war between the ones who say there is a war and the ones who say there isn't.

The blizzard of the world has crossed the threshold and it's overturned the order of the soul.

And what can I tell you, my brother, my killer, what can I possibly say? I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you, I'm glad you stood in my way

A heavy burden lifted from my soul, I heard that love was out of my control.

A community is an alibi for the failure of individual love.

The older I get, the surer I am that I'm not running the show.