Nothing Behind Me, Everything Ahead Of Me,

Happy. Just In My Swim Shorts, Barefooted, Wild-haired, In The Red Fire Dark, Singing, Swigging Wine, Spitting, Jumping, Running - That's The Way To Live. All Alone And Free In The Soft Sands Of The Beach.

I'd Sleep And Forget It; I Had My Own Life, My Own Sad And Ragged Life Forever.

I Am Always Thinking 'what Am I Doing Here? Is This The Way I Am Supposed To Feel?'

My Witness Is The Empty Sky.

I Promise I Shall Never Give Up, And That I'll Die Yelling And Laughing, And That Until Then I'll Rush Around This World I Insist Is Holy And Pull At Everyone's Lapel And Make Them Confess To Me And To All.