You Have The Rest Of Your Lives

Empty Words Almost Echo Within Themselves

I'd Tried Enough To Know That Anything Long Term Wasn't Going To Work.

I Guess When You’re Trying To Find All The Parts Of Yourself, It’s Difficult To Be With Someone Who’s Already Fully Intact.

Always A Chancer, Always Lucky, He'd Fall Into A River And Come Out Dry, With Fish In His Pockets.

Journalism Classes Teach Us That One Must Extract Oneself From The Story In Order To Report Without Bias, But Often We Need To Be In The Story In Order To Understand, To Connect, To Help The Audience Identify Or Else It Has No Heart; It Could Be A Robot Telling The Story, For All Anyone Cares.