I Give Away Cds At Shows If

There Are Some Mornings When The Sky Looks Like A Road.

People Are Often Afraid For Me. They Think That I Am Going To Break. I Can Make It Through A Set.

And All That We Built, And All That We Breathed And All That We Spilled Or Pulled Up Like Weeds Is Piled Up In Back And It Burns Irrevocably And We Spoke Up In Turns 'til The Silence Crept Over Me.

I Don't Think I'm Abnormal And I Think That Lets People Down.

You Should Listen To A Lot Of Different Music.