Don't try to touch my heart, it's darker than you think. And don't try to read my mind, because it's full of disappearing ink.
I feel like a juggler running out of hands.
Serious music usually doesn't pay.
Though the passion still flutters and flickers, it never got into our knickers.
The battle with the bottle is nothing so novel.
The cost of living in sin would make a poor man out of Paul Getty.