“Those who profess to favor freedom, and yet depreciate agitation, are men who want crops without plowing up the ground. They want rain without thunder and lightning. They want the ocean without the powerful roar of its many waters.”

”..just when you think you’ve got me figured out, the season’s already changing…
you know you wouldn’t want me any other way… ...i’m a tease, i’m a goddess on my knees; when you hurt, when you suffer, i’m your angel undercover”

I’m slipping inbetween you and your big dreams.
It’s always you in my big dreams…
the present’s just a pleasant interruption to the past
I always catch the clock — it’s 11:11 and now you want to talk..