When it's quiet, it should be my turn to talk We can't know what is coming until it's there Philosophies of the sufferings and how we use them Don't need a lot to start to miss you It just takes a disappointment or an unfair rest I could feel her crying as I held her close "We'd better keep away from each other" But no one here can avoid feelings of being alive I could feel her crying as I held her close An experience of a feeling that we don't fit where we know we are "Would I ask you if I didn't, if I didn't want to?" When it's quiet, it should be my turn to talk I can't write it down We did our time The sun also rises We did our time "Isn't it pretty to think so?"