Stepped out into the cold, collar high, under the slate gray sky. The air was smoking and the streets were dry, and I wasn't joking when I said goodbye.

How come I can pick my ears, but not my nose? Who made up that rule anyway? How can you say that's the way it is, that's just the way it goes, why don't you decide fore yourself what you can do?

I think I'm a very solitary person. To actually not be anonymous is a bit claustrophobic for me.

Love isn't over when the sheets are stained.

Subtract out the impact and the fall is all you get. So here's two beers to remember why and three more to forget.

And I was shocked, To see the mistakes of each generation, Will just fade like a radio station, If you drive out of range...

Stepped out into the cold, collar high, under the slate gray sky. The air was smoking and the streets were dry, and I wasn't joking when I said goodbye.