To My Undying Shame, I Do Read

It Was About The Preciousness Of That, And How They Viewed Those Birds As Art, As Something Valuable. I Didn't Care One Way Or Another Back Then, But Now, Thinking About My Grandparents - Who Are Still Alive But Getting Older - I See The Birds As Sort Of Time Capsules. Now I Go Home During The Holidays And They Hold A Lot Of Weight In Terms Of Nostalgia And Memory. Now They Mean Everything.

I'm Not In The Business Of Telling People What To Do. I'm Much More In The Business Of Describing Things, Situations And Stuff Like That And Leaving Them Out There, And You Can Make Up Your Minds About Them.

You Searched Through All My Poets, From Sappho Through To Auden, I Saw The Book Fall From Your Hands, As You Slowly Died Of Boredom.

Guns Are Part Of The American Psyche, Aren't They? This Is Collateral Damage For Having A Wild West Mentality. It's Intrinsic To The American Psyche. It's Never Going To Change.

You're One Microscopic Cog In His Catastrophic Plan.