She's Been Everybody Else's Girl, Maybe One

It's About Realizing, Painfully, You've Kept That Voice Inside Yourself, Locked Away From Even Yourself. And You Step Back And See That Your Jailer Has Changed Faces. You Realize You've Become Your Own Jailer.

Haze All Clouding Up In My Mind In The Daze Of The Why It Could've Never Been.

We All Must Develop A Grounded Clarity For Ourselves.

I'm Not Like A Poker Player. I'm Not Into Bluff. My Way Is To Look Someone In The Eye And Tell Them The Way I'm Intending To Go. My Cards Are Always On The Table.

These Precious Things, Let Them Bleed.