I'll greet the sun today, barely standing on my own two feet. But if there's a truth to find: I will find it. I've seen saints become abandonment and
Hopelessly motivated lies Give way like gospels to my eyes in their endless inquiry Black skied midnight I have only to delight in my suffering I sit
Looking back today at songs I wrote in this notebook: They were all for you. Looking back today at a history of forty pages. This will be the last one
Sit down if it suits you, darling. Pour yourself a drink. Because nothing gets you down when you're too drunk to think. I've got a two ton iron weight
