Beyond Here Lies Nothin' But The Mountains

There's Not Even Room Enough To Be Anywhere/it's Not Dark Yet, But It's Getting There.../i Was Born Here And I'll Die Here Against My Will/i Know It Looks Like I'm Moving, But I'm Standing Still.

Disillusioned Words Like Bullets Bark As Human Gods Aim For Their Mark.

The Best Songs Are The Songs You Write That You Don't Know Anything About. They're An Escape.

The Duke [john Wayne] Was A Massive Figure. He Looked Like A Heavy Piece Of Hauled Lumber, And It Didn't Seem Like Any Man Could Stand Shoulder To Shoulder With Him.

If My Thought-dreams Could Be Seen/ They'd Probably Put My Head In A Guillotine.