I Am Tempted To Keep

Anybody Who's Made It Will Tell You, You Can Make It. Anyone Who Hasn't Made It Will Tell You, You Can't

Welcome To The Real World, She Said To Me. Condescendingly. Take A Seat. Take Your Life. Plot It Out In Black And White.

In A Time When Everything Can Be Next Day And Ordered And Put On Credit And Paid For, Music To Me Is Promise, All Promise, Very Little Realization. It's The Promise Of Walking Into A Room With A Guitar And Not Being Sure You Will Leave With An Idea That Will Take, Not Being Sure It Won't Slip Away From You.

How Come Everything I Need Always Comes With Batteries?

I Mean There Are So Many Different Colors Of Life, Of Feeling, Of Articulation... So When I Meet Someone Who's An 8-color Type... I'm Like, 'hey Girl, Magenta!' And She's Like, 'oh, You Mean Purple!' And She Goes Off On Her Purple Thing, And I'm Like, 'no - I Want Magenta!'