On The Surface I'm A Mild Mannered

The Passage Of Time Eliminates Some Of The More Intimate Details Of One's Existence. The Routine Trivia Like Passing Water And Shitting And The Amount Of Food And Alcohol Consumed In The Course Of Daily Survival. Sure, There Were Girls. Lots Of'em. It's Inevitable.

If You Weren't Naggin', Honey, You'd Be So Sweet.

You Hate Me And I Hate You, So At Least We Understand Each Other.

Silly Boy, You Got So Much To Live For, So Much To Aim For, So Much To Try For.

Standing In The Middle Of Nowhere, Wondering How To Begin. Lost Between Tomorrow And Yesterday, Between Now And Then.