Let The Poets Cry Themselves To Sleep,

When You Look At What People Consider Success In The Music Industry, It's Just Terrible Music.

Pronouns Really Don't Matter In A Song - 'i' Or 'he' Or 'she' Or Even Subscribing A Lyric To An Inanimate Object.

I Don't See Any Harm In Letting Whatever Comes Out Come Out Of You, Even If It's Sort Of Weird, Or Dark, Or Painful, Or Too Embarrassing, Or Whatever. I Feel Like You Might As Well Get It Down For Yourself. It Can't Do Anything But Help You Get To Where You Want To Be By Recognizing The Thoughts That You're Having.

Sometimes I Daydream About Having A Farm And A Wife And Some Babies And Watching The Grass Grow, But You Have To Meet The Right Person For That.

Everything Must Belong Somewhere. I Know That Now, That's Why I'm Staying Here.