I Started Playing The Trumpet

Out Into The Cool Of The Evening Strolls The Pretender. He Knows That All His Hopes And Dreams Begin And End There.

Coffee In The Morning, Cocaine Afternoons.

You Would Think With All The Genius And The Brilliance Of These Times, We Might Find A Higher Purpose And A Better Use Of Mind.

Somewhere Between The Time You Arrive And The Time You Go May Lie A Reason You Were Alive, But You'll Never Know.

Forget What Life Used To Be, You Are What You Choose To Be. It's Whatever It Is You See That Life Will Become.