My Grandfather Gave Me My

Love Like A Phantoms Lights But Hold In The Heart, It Builds Like The Empty Smile Adorning A Statue With Sightless Eyes.

I'm A Child Of The Woods. I Have That Sort Of Sensibility.

Coming Out Of College With A Degree In Fine Arts And Painting Isn't Worth Much Any More.

Down The Ancient Corridors Through The Gates Of Time, Run The Ghosts Of Dreams That We Have Left Behind.

I Don't Really Pay Enough Attention To What Other People Are Doing.