We Used To Play Music For Fun.

A Heavy Burden Lifted From My Soul, I Heard That Love Was Out Of My Control.

Ordinary Eternal Machinery, Like The Grinding Of The Stars

I'm Afraid To Live Any Place But In Expectation. I'm No Life-risk.

I Speak Of A Clinical Depression That Is The Background Of Your Entire Life, A Background Of Anguish And Anxiety, A Sense That Nothing Goes Well, That Pleasure Is Unavailable And All Your Strategies Collapse.

To Have [adam's Cohen] Microscopic Attention To My Work Was Really A Great Privilege.