In The Tiny Torn Up Pieces Of

I Can Write Orchestrations, But I Can't Sight-read Music And Play At The Same Time. I Don't Have Enough Facility.

I Could Promise That I'll Always Be True To You, But We May Not Live To Be So Old.

She Pulls The Eyes Out With A Face Like A Magnet.

And Over The Last Ten Years, After My Work With The Brodsky Quartet, I Had The Opportunity To Write Arrangements For Chamber Group, Chamber Orchestra, Jazz Orchestra, Symphony Orchestra Even.

When They Finally Put You In The Ground, I'll Stand On Your Grave And Tramp The Dirt Down.