People Look To Me To See What

If It Works, It's Out Of Date.

Is It Nice In Your Snowstorm- Freezing Your Brain? Do You Think That Your Face Looks The Same?

I Don't Like People Probing Into My Life, So I Reveal As Little As Possible Or Lie About It As Much As Need Be So As To Give Them Something To Write About.

Someday, I'm Gonna Write A Poem In A Letter; Someday, I'm Gonna Get That Faculty Together.

I'm Not Sure That An Art Career Would Have Any Benefit For Me; I'm Not Sure It's What I Want. I Don't Think I Want To Be A Designer-rock Artist.