What Ever Fortune Brings, Don't

James Gave The Huffle Of A Snail In Danger. And Nobody Heard Him At All.

And I’d Say To Myself As I Looked So Lazily Down At The Sea: “there’s Nobody Else In The World, And The World Was Made For Me.

So - Here I Am In The Dark Alone, There's Nobody Here To See; I Think To Myself, I Play To Myself, And Nobody Knows What I Say To Myself; Here I Am In The Dark Alone, What Is It Going To Be? I Can Think Whatever I Like To Think, I Can Play Whatever I Like To Play, I Can Laugh Whatever I Like To Laugh, There's Nobody Here But Me.

Forever Isn't Long At All, Christopher, As Long As I'm With You.

This Writing Business. Pencils And What-not. Over-rated, If You Ask Me. Silly Stuff. Nothing In It.