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There she lay, her body barely touching mine. Seventeen and in love for the first time. No-one wants to head back home, Find she's making her calls From some beaten up payphone. Her lips, they parted, to start it off. Gonna learn things come to he...

It's beautiful, but I don't need to see it. Just to know it's there if I need it, Is enough for me to feel it. In the fullness of time, we will find a place where love will want to stay. In the fullness of view we'll see though This manner of trav...

There is no soul, life is what you make it, My body's not some conduit, It's a system in itself. There's no soul, my brain is not some prison, It's an ever-changing prism, Through which I see the world. I've come to my senses, I see what is real....