The Older I Get, The More I

I'm Swimming In Your Cadences That You Permeate My Very Language.

School Is School-she Wants It To Be Over, But She's Afraid Of It Being Over, Because Then She'll Have To Figure Out What Comes Next.

I Had Forgotten This About Love: How The Simple Things- The Turn Away, The Turn Towards- Could Be So Complicated, And How The Complicated Things- The Stolen Night, The Right Words- Could Be So Simple.

Long Live Protest Songs, In Whatever Form They Take.

I Want To Talk To You And Be Random With You And Be Ridiculous With You.