You're Just An Empty Cage

I'm Too Wacky For Most Weirdos. Who Am I To Judge?

Sometimes I Hear My Voice And It's Been Here, Silent All These Years

I Remember Driving To North Carolina When I Was A Little Girl In A Snowstorm To Get Down To My Mom's Family In The Carolinas. There Were Chains On The Car - It Was The Late Sixties - And We Were Just Singing In The Car. Christmas Carols.

Some People Are Afraid Of What They Might Find If They Try To Analyze Themselves Too Much, But You Have To Crawl Into Your Wounds To Discover Where Your Fears Are. Once The Bleeding Starts, The Cleansing Can Begin.

You Really Do Kind Of Learn A Lot About A Person When You Watch And Listen To The Songs That Mean Something To Them.