Life Itself Is Not The Miracle. That

Beware Those Who Are Always Reading Books

If You Think They Didn't Go Crazy In Tiny Rooms Just Like You're Doing Now Without Women Without Food Without Hope Then You're Not Ready.

I Still Have A Little Whiskey Left And Therefore A Chance.

It's Just That The Grape Has Me Down.

Now Something So Sad Has Hold Of Us That The Breath Leaves And We Can't Even Cry.