I'm the boy with the sad eyes -- sad that I'm still a boy.

Here we go with the dreaming again. Intoxicated.

Trying to purge you from my mind, but you're right there within reach. All I have to do is destroy the things and people around me. A lot to ask for a chance. A lot to ask of a conscience.

Sweet, sweet Goddess, . . . where will we land?

Smitten with consciousness. I want to heal every part of you that was ever broken.