One Day I Will Find The Right

I Pictured Myself In A Denver Bar That Night, With All The Gang, And In Their Eyes I Would Be Strange And Ragged And Like The Prophet Who Has Walked Across The Land To Bring The Dark Word, And The Only Word I Had Was 'wow!

Here I Was At The End Of America...no More Land...and Nowhere Was Nowhere To Go But Back

How Clear The Realization One Is Going Mad -- The Mind Has A Silence, Nothing Happens In The Physique, Urine Gathers In Your Loins, Your Ribs Contract.

Don't Drink To Get Drunk. Drink To Enjoy Life.

Pretty Girls Make Graves