A Man Who Can Beat The Horses

When You Leave Your Typewriter You Leave Your Machine Gun And The Rats Come Pouring Through.

Genius Might Be The Ability To Say A Profound Thing In A Simple Way.

I Wish To Weep But Sorrow Is Stupid. I Wish To Believe But Belief Is A Graveyard.

Well, The Rain Had Stopped But The Pain Was Still There.

I Was Their Bar Freak, They Needed Me To Make Themselves Feel Better. Just Like, At Times, I Needed That Graveyard.