Rationally I Have No Hope, Irrationally I

Yesterday A Child Came Out To Wonder Caught A Dragonfly Inside A Jar Fearful When The Sky Was Full Of Thunder And Tearful At The Falling Of A Star

I Met A Woman She Had A Mouth Like Yours She Knew Your Life She Knew Your Devils And Your Deeds And She Said "go To Him, Stay With Him If You Can But Be Prepared To Bleed

When You Reach That Kind Of Successful Pinnacle, It Is The Nature Of The Business And The Press And Everything That They Go About Tearing You Down.

At The Point Where I'm Trying To Force Something And It's Not Happening, And I'm Getting Frustrated With, Say, Writing A Poem, I Can Go And Pick Up The Brushes And Start Painting. At The Point Where The Painting Seems To Not Be Going Anywhere, I Go And Pick Up The Guitar.

Sunlight Will Renew Your Pride.