Love Comes With A Knife, Not Some

I'm In Love! Your Advice, What Are They? Love Has Poisoned Me! Your Remedies, What Are They? I Hear Them Shout: "fast, Bind Him Feet!" But If My Heart That Has Gone Mad! Those Strings On My Feet What Is The Point?

The Cure For Pain Is In The Pain.

Ground Yourself, Strip Yourself Down, To Blind Loving Silence

Asleep Or Awake, Writing Or Reading, Whatever You Do, You Must Never Be Without The Remembrance Of God.

Sit, Be Still, And Listen, Because You're Drunk And We're At The Edge Of The Roof.