Come live with me and be my Love, And we will all the pleasures prove

Nature is bent on new beginningand death has not a chance of winning...

an English girl might well believethat time is how you spend your love.

People Die...Beauty Fades...Love Changes...And You Will Always Be Alone

I believe in the fatal hairdo just for the love of saying fatal hairdo.

Let them shoot us in the head,My blood will grow rootsand will blossom.

And I choose to be aloneRather than wrapped in arms I could never need.

It is sweet to think I was a companion in an expedition that never ends

May, and after a rainy springWe walk streets gallant with rhododendrons.

I suppose I'm saying that defiance is actually part of the lyric jo

when I am feelinglowall i have to do iswatch my catsand mycouragereturns

Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?

I was coming together...limb by limb, after being brokenfor an infinity.

A fallen blossomreturning to the bough, I thought --But no, a butterfly.

listen: there’s a hellof a good universe next door; let’s go