I was walking along looking for somebody, and then suddenly I wasn't anymore.
This writing business. Pencils and what-not. Over-rated, if you ask me. Silly stuff. Nothing in it.
It gets you nowhere if the other person's tail is only just in sight for the second half of the conversation.
I did know once, only I've sort of forgotten.
Walking with her man, Lost in a dream
We can’t all and some of us don’t. That’s all there is to it.