There's a place down the street; Seven Xs. What does that mean? Maybe it's... girls without skin.

I like writing melody without an instrument. It's just so - it's more like the choreography of a bee; you just go.

All that you've loved is all you own

You're my North Star when I'm lost and feeling blue.

Now it's closing time/the music's fading out.

I've been riding on the crest of a slump lately.

Time is just memory Mixed in with Desire.