I try so hard to live in the moment - I don't think ahead very much.

Hold on...Hold on to yourself. This is going to hurt like hell.

You speak to me in riddles, you speak to me in rhymes, my body aches to breathe your breath, your word keeps me alive.

Everybody loves you when you're easy, so don't disappoint them.

You've been gone so long from all that you know. It's been shuffled aside as you bask in the glow. All the beauitful strangers who whisper your name, do they fill up the emptiness? Larger that life is your fiction, in a universe made upon one.

And it's hard at the end of the day

The more we take, the less we become.