I Heard An Airplane Passing

Alone With Everybody The Flesh Covers The Bone And They Put A Mind In There And Sometimes A Soul, And The Women Break Vases Against The Walls And Them Men Drink Too Much And Nobody Finds The One But They Keep Looking Crawling In And Out Of Beds. Flesh Covers The Bone And The Flesh Searches For More Than Flesh. There's No Chance At All: We Are All Trapped By A Singular Fate. Nobody Ever Finds The One. The City Dumps Fill The Junkyards Fill The Madhouses Fill The Hospitals Fill The Graveyards Fill Nothing Else Fills.

If You're Going To Try, Go All The Way. Otherwise, Don't Even Start.

If You Are Going To Try, Go All The Way Or Don't Even Start. If You Follow It You Will Be Alive With The Gods. It Is The Only Good Fight There Is.

I Guess For Me Hemingway Is A Lot Like It Is For Others: He Goes Down Well When We Are Young.

Life's As Kind As You Let It Be.