The Dream Is Already Ended And We're

I Felt Like Lying Down By The Side Of The Trail And Remembering It All

It's Okay, Girl, We'll Make It Till The Sun Goes Down Forever. And Until Then What You Got To Lose But The Losing? We're Fallen Angels Who Didn't Believe That Nothing Means Nothing.

I'm Right There, Swimming The River Of Hardships But I Know How To Swim.

I Went One Afternoon To The Church Of My Childhood And Had A Vision Of What I Must Have Really Meant With "beat"... The Vision Of The Word Beat As Being To Mean Beatific... People Began To Call Themselves Beatniks, Beats, Jazzniks, Bopniks, Bugniks And Finally I Was Called The "avatar" Of All This.

I'd Sleep And Forget It; I Had My Own Life, My Own Sad And Ragged Life Forever.