“Can't stop the signal”

“I just can't stop loving you,
I just can't stop loving you,
And if I stop, then tell me just what will I do?
'Cause I just can't stop loving you.”

“They can't stop us #Syria”

“But some people can't tell where it hurts. They can't calm down. They can't ever stop howling.”

“We can't stop here, this is bat country!”

“Tell me where it hurts, she'd say. Stop howling. Just calm down and show me where.

But some people can't tell where it hurts. They can't calm down. They can't ever stop howling.”

“In the midst of normal activity, whatever it may be, there is a distant Signal, almost like heraldic trumpets. Everyone takes the Signal calmly, and with it, everyone stops speaking or whatever he may be doing. It is the Signal that He (or They) is coming through His Kingdom. There is no awestruck prostration or falling down on one's knees. Rather, the attitude is most matter-of-fact It is an occurrence to which all are accustomed and to comply takes absolute precedence over everything. There are no exceptions.”

“Occasionally one speaks… of signals or signal chains.”

“Can't stop flinching, everything is lethal
Looking for a hero to get me outta this
Can't stop flinching, tell me that you're ok
Looking for approval and one last kiss.”

“When you can stop you don't want to, and when you want to stop, you can't…”