Those Are The Memories That Made Me

Dreams Die Hard And We Watch Them Erode, But We Cannot Be Denied The Fire Inside.

He Wants His Home And Security, He Wants To Live Like A Sailor At Sea.

It's The Age Of Reason For The Anarchist.

Most Of The Time, I'm Here In Michigan And I'm Taking Out The Garbage Every Monday.

Set Yourself The Bolder Course. Keep Your Heart An Open Shrine.