Oh, demon alcohol, sad memories I can't recall.
The art school babe quotes William Blake as she rolls a joint, then I think that I'll score.
Revolution used to be cool, but now it's out of fashion.
The passage of time eliminates some of the more intimate details of one's existence. The routine trivia like passing water and shitting and the amount of food and alcohol consumed in the course of daily survival. Sure, there were girls. Lots of'em. It's inevitable.
The day we were born, we were all God's children.
Now I'm grown up and playing in a band.