Genius Gives Birth, Talent Delivers.

You Can't Live In This World But There's Nowhere Else To Go.

The Whole Mad Swirl Of Everything That Was To Come Began Then.

Swinging On Delicate Hinges The Autumn Leaf Almost Off The Stem.

The Closer You Get To Real Matter, Rock Air Fire And Wood, Boy, The More Spiritual The World Is.

To The Children And The Innocent It's All The Same.