I Taught Brad Pitt How To Fly-fish

It's So Hard To Listen To These Trains Outside My Window, Here It Comes Again. And It's Calling Me, Begging Me, Follow Me Down The Track. And It Moans So Dark And Low, Baby Ain't Comin' Back... It Sounds Like Crying, It Sounds Like Letting Go. Breathing And Lying, Sinking And Dying Slow. And I Watch From My Window, Touching The Cold Glass Sky. As The Train Rolls Down The Track, I Say Goodbye.

The Subject And The Reality Of Having Children Came At The Height Of My Career.

It's The Closest To Death I Have Ever Been. The Chemotherapy Takes You As Far Down Into Hell As You've Ever, Ever Been.

I'm Only Lonely When I'm Driving In My Car. I'm Only Lonely After Dark. I'm Only Lonely When I Watch My Tv. I'm Only Lonely Occasionally.

What's Happening Right Now, This Month, I Check In And Go, 'hey. You Are At The Top Of A Wave Right Now. Look Around And Enjoy It Because It's Not Going To Stay,' ... The Wave Goes Away. It Does Not Dictate How Good I Am Or My Worth. It's Just The Way It Happens.