I'm A Real Music Fan, So I

I Keep Drinking The Ink From My Pen And I'm Balancing History Books Up On My Head But It All Boils Down To One Quotable Phrase If You Love Something Give It Away

Little Soldier, Little Insect You Know War It Has No Heart It Will Kill You In The Sunshine Or Happily In The The Dark Where Kindness Is A Card Game Or A Bent Up Cigarette In The Trenches, In The Hard Rain With A Bullet And A Bet.

Pronouns Really Don't Matter In A Song - 'i' Or 'he' Or 'she' Or Even Subscribing A Lyric To An Inanimate Object.

There's A Major Underlying Idea As You Grow Up That You Need To Just Save Your Money And Get That Affordable Housing At The Edge Of Town Where You're Away From The City Where All The Crime Happens Or Whatever.

I Think That Obviously The Quest For Purpose, Or Meaning, Or Understanding To Existence Is Something That I Always Think About, Always Deal With. I Guess Everybody Does - That Existential Crisis Of Human Condition. It's Nothing New. But I'd Love To Come Across Something That Really Made Me Believe In Something.