I Know From Experience That Beneath Every

It's As If When You Love Someone, They Become Your Reason. And Maybe I've Gotten It Backward, Maybe It's Just Because I Need A Reason That I Find Myself Falling In Love With Her. But I Don't Think That's It. I Think I Would Have Continued Along, Oblivious, If I Hadn't Happened To Meet Her.

Let Me Hold On To This The Way It Was, Before I Knew Anything Else.

I Am Breathing. In Dreams, We Never Bother To Breathe.

Breathing Is Hard. When You Cry So Much, It Makes You Realize That Breathing Is Hard.

Maybe That's What History Is, You Go From One I Can't Believe It The Next. And Sometimes The I Can't Believe Its Are Good, And Sometimes They're Bad. But The Sum Total Of Positive Ones Always Outweighs The Negative Ones.