Because Anybody Can Write, But Not Everybody

I Have The Right Ideas, But My Words Are Too... Complicated. I Need To Simplify Them, So That People Won't Get Lost In The Dark When They See And Hear Them. I Want Them To Shine Like Beacons Of Light In A World Of Overly Complicated Darkness. One Day I Will Find The Right Words, And They Will Be Simple.

Down In Denver, All I Did Was Die.

Is Virgin You Trying To Fathom Me

We Lay On Our Backs Looking At The Ceiling And Wondering What God Had Wrought When He Made Life So Sad And Disinclined.

Here I Was At The End Of America...no More Land...and Nowhere Was Nowhere To Go But Back