Van Gogh Was Impulsive.

You Snipe So Steady, You Snub So Snide, So Rip And Ready To Diminish And Deride.

At The Point Where I'm Trying To Force Something And It's Not Happening, And I'm Getting Frustrated With, Say, Writing A Poem, I Can Go And Pick Up The Brushes And Start Painting. At The Point Where The Painting Seems To Not Be Going Anywhere, I Go And Pick Up The Guitar.

I Never Loved A Man As Far As I Could Pitch My Shoe.

Do You See How You Hurt Me, Baby? So I Hurt You Too. Then We Both Get So Blue. I Am On A Lonely Road And I Am Traveling, Looking For The Key To Set Me Free.

I Was Anti-intellectual To The Nth. Basically I Liked To Dance And Paint, And That Was About It.