There Is No Art When One Does

Fate Is Being Kind To Me. Fate Doesn't Want Me To Be Too Famous Too Young.

Tomorrow Is In The Wings Waiting For You To Sound Her Entrance Fanfare.

I Fluffed Off The Guy Who Kept Requesting Tunes All Night, Then Found Out He Was The King's Son.

Now I Can Say Loudly And Openly What I Have Been Saying To Myself On My Knees.

I Don't Need Time. What I Need Is A Deadline!