Is there no way out of the mind?

I deserve that, don't I, some sort of blazing love that I can live with.

But everybody has exactly the same smiling frightened face, with the look that says: "I'm important. If you only get to know me, you will see how important I am. Look into my eyes. Kiss me, and you will see how important I am.

…beating time along the edge of thought.

She looks like a woman who has found it ridiculous to commit herself to a single emotional stance in anything, but must always ride high heavy irony.

We should meet in another life, we should meet in air, me and you.

I ride earth's burning carousel. Day in, day out.