A poem is a naked person.
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people, they're drinking, thinking that they got it made. Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things, but you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it, babe.
People disagreeing everywhere you look makes you wanna stop and read a book.
Your eyes are like two jewels in the sky.
She takes your voice and leaves you howling at the moon.
An artist has got to be constantly in a state of becoming.