It's Always A Risky Business Inviting Somebody

It's An Australian Thing To Be Dismissive. We Find That Endearing. Americans Don't. They Believe What You Say.

Texting Is Apocalyptic On Some Level. It's A Reduction Of Things.

Being A Parent Can Make You A Horrible Person At Times, Because You're Pushed To The Limit Constantly.

And I Wish That I Was Made Of Stone So That I Would Not Have To See A Beauty Impossible To Define A Beauty Impossible To Believe A Beauty Impossible To Endure The Blood Imparted In Little Sips The Smell Of You Still On My Hands As I Bring The Cup Up To My Lips No God Up In The Sky No Devil Beneath The Sea Could Do The Job That You Did, Baby Of Bringing Me To My Knees

I Want To Write Songs That Are So Sad, The Kind Of Sad Where You Take Someone's Little Finger And Break It In Three Places.