I Don't Try To Project Any Image

Some Things Remain Fragments, Just The Lyrics And Melodies Or A Line Or Two Or A Verse.

Consume More Than You Need This Is The Dream Make You Pauper Or Make You Queen I Won't Die Lonely I'll Have It All Prearranged A Grave That's Deep And Wide Enough For Me And All My Mountains O'things

I Love Living In California And Being Able To Go To The Beach Or Go To The Woods.

I'm Not Sure If The Next Song I Write Is Going To Be About Love Or A Song About A Tree.

Words Don't Come Easily, Like Forgive Me.