For those two years in college I was constantly singing and writing and playing in coffee houses and stuff.

Lessons learned are like bridges burned you only need to cross them but once. Is the knowledge gained worth the price of the pain, are the spoils worth the cost of the hunt?

I was blessed with a gift. It's a gift and a curse. It never ends

For those two years in college I was constantly singing and writing and playing in coffee houses and stuff.

I'm a child of the woods. I have that sort of sensibility.

Love is the promise that guides me.

We drank a toast to innocence, we drank a toast to now. And tried to reach beyond the emptiness, but neither one knew how.