Though Chains Be Of Gold, They Are

I Watch The Confusion Of Friends All Numb With Love Moving Like Stray Dogs To The Anthem Of Night Long Conversations Of Pulsing Rhythms And Random Voltage Voices In Spite Of Themselves Graceful As These Raindrops Creeping Spermlike Across The Car Window.

I Remember When The Idea Of Living To Be 40 Seemed Absurd.

I Always Write The Lyrics First. There Are One Or Two Exceptions Over The Years, But That's Pretty Much The Way It's Been. The Process Of Applying Music To Words Is A Bit Like Scoring A Film. You've Got Imagery.

But Nothing Worth Having Comes Without Some Kind Of Fight / Got To Kick At The Darkness 'til It Bleeds Daylight.

Sometimes The Best Map Will Not Guide You, You Can't See What's Round The Bend. Sometimes The Road Leads Through Dark Places, Sometimes The Darkness Is Your Friend