I Heard An Airplane Passing Overhead. I

Some Nights I Knew That If I Slept I Would Die.

When I Am Feeling Low All I Have To Do Is Watch My Cats And My Courage Returns

There's A Bluebird In My Heart That Wants To Get Out But I Pour Whiskey On Him And Inhale Cigarette Smoke And The Whores And The Bartenders And The Grocery Clerks Never Know That He's In There.

Morning Night And Noon The Traffic Moves Through And The Murder And Treachery Of Friends And Lovers And All The People Move Through You. Pain Is The Joy Of Knowing The Unkindest Truth That Arrives Without Warning. Life Is Being Alone Death Is Being Alone. Even The Fools Weep Morning Night And Noon.

As The Spirit Wanes The Form Appears