Some people seem to fade away but then when they are truly gone, it's like they didn't fade away at all.
My big fear was that my guitar would go out of tune.
Disillusioned words like bullets bark as human gods aim for their mark.
Every brain is civilized, Every nerve is analyzed, Everything is criticized when you are in need.
I used to think it's better if you just live and die and no one knows who you are.
Everything in New Orleans is a good idea.