Too many shadows is whispering voices Faces on posters, too many choices If, when or why, what? How much have you got? Have you got it, do you get it, if so, how often? Which do you choose, a hard or soft option? (How much do you need?)
There was a time you let me know what’s really going down below but now you never show it to me, do you? I remember when I moved in you, and the holy dove, she was moving too, and every single breath that we drew was Hallelujah!