Rats Live On No Evil

I Am Younger Each Year At The First Snow.

What's Missing Is The Eyeballs In Each Of Us, But It Doesn't Matter Because You've Got The Bucks, The Bucks, The Bucks.

Daylight Is Nobody's Friend. God Comes In Like A Landlord And Flashes On His Brassy Lamp.

The Fish Are Naked. The Fish Are Always Awake. They Are The Color Of Old Spoons And Caramels.

Stop The Darkness And Its Amputations And Find The Real Mccoy In The Private Holiness Of My Hands.