How Can You Be True And Kind

Being Alone Never Felt Right. Sometimes It Felt Good, But It Never Felt Right.

As The Shadows Assume Shapes I Fight The Slow Retreat Now My Once-promise Dwindling Dwindling Now Lighting New Cigarettes Pouring More Drinks It Has Been A Beautiful Fight Still Is.

Love Breaks My Bones And I Laugh

Maybe When I Get In The Grave, Things Will Be Beautiful.

Food Is Good For The Nerves And The Spirit. Courage Comes From The Belly – All Else Is Desperation.