I Didn't Know What To Say. I

We Fumed And Screamed In Our Mountain Nook, Mad Drunken Americans In The Mighty Land. We Were On The Roof Of America And All We Could Do Was Yell, I Guess - Across The Night.

And The Stars Were Icicles Of Mockery

Don't Stop To Think Of The Words When You Do Stop, Just Stop To Think Of The Picture Better-and Let Your Mind Off Yourself In This Work.

Beautiful Insane In The Rain

One Day I Will Find The Right Words, And They Will Be Simple.