I'm ready to leave. I push the fact in front of me. Facts lost-Facts are never what they seem to be. Nothing there!-No information left of any kind. Lifting my head, looking for danger signs. - Cross-eyed and Painless — Talking Heads Copy Share Image
I've changed my hair style so many times now that I don't know what I look like. — Talking Heads Copy Share Image
Animals think they're pretty smart, shit on the ground, see in the dark. — Talking Heads Copy Share Image
She says love is not what she's after, but everybody knows. Each time she looks in the mirror, she lets her feeling show. — Talking Heads Copy Share Image
