somewhere, someone knows the words to the songs you sing

question it, analyze it, then expunge. these are the rules to live by. hop in the vehicle and set the cruise. lest we be the deer that stands, frozen between the headlights with the false impression of safety. dig out the stale, dusty reserves and watch the world around you change. and lover, when you reach the bay, please find a stone. now extract it, and when you feel like you have forgotten, simply brush your fingers across it's surface. then you will see again.