I Believe The Root Of All Evil

Rain Slowly Slides Down The Glass As If The Night Is Crying.

When I Was At College There Were Two Things I Vowed I'd Never Do. One Was Go To A Funeral And The Other Was Deal With Computers. And Then I Ended Up Being A Computer Programmer In A Morgue.

On The Last Morning Of Virginia's Bloodiest Year Since The Civil War, I Built A Fire And Sat Facing A Window Of Darkness Where At Sunrise I Knew I Would Find The Sea.

And Suddenly The World Was Filled With Wooden Faces And Flat Voices - And, You Were Alone.

I Like To Get To Bed With A Clear Head.