its in my honey, its in my milk, thats the gift and thats the trick in it. all the very best of us string ourselves up for love. Live on coffee and flowers. Am I more of myself or less myself? Tell you miserable things after you are asleep. The worst of starts, the mercy part. The phone. Thats the whole and thats the part of it. Some may hold the rose, some hold the rope. and now i know each time i go, i dont really know what i think i know.