When would this vagabondage end?
Where, my friend...

So, then, does a dummy always says
what ventriloquist want him to say...

Carousels
in the carnival of your eyes...

What if enemy
is in you telling you who...

What have we become?
How loud, how long, how lost, how numb...

The waltz of beauty
and the recognition of...

Why don’t you embrace me
as me...

When God whispers your body
to my seizing hands...

The river crosses
prairies like a butterfly...

It was in the stage
between moments and the moon...

The truth of scripture is this:
you were never meant...

O darling, o darling in this cage you’ll never...
There was a man...