Don't Burn The Day Away...

Always Walk Where You Like Your Steps.

I'm A Fairly Tormented Artist, And I'm Less Willing To Indulge Myself In Self-pity, Outside Of Songwriting.

So The Story Goes, So I'm Told The People He Knew Were Less Than Golden Hearted Gamblers And Robbers Drinkers And Jokers, All Soul Searchers Like You And Me

I Think I'm Probably A Very Sad Man Wrapped In A Very Joyful Package, And I Think I'm Very Resilient, And I Think I'm Quite Generous, Sometimes To A Fault. And I'm Very Bad With Money, But I Don't See That Too Much Of A Flaw.

Oh Look At How She Listens She Says Nothing Of What She Thinks She Just Goes Stumbling Through Her Memories Staring Out On To Grey Street