The Music was like Electric Sugar
I danced along a colored wind/ Dangled from a rope of sand
I've been riding on the crest of a slump lately.
Folks who work here are professors. Don't replace all the knowers with guessors keep'em open they're the ears of the town
I didn't really want to be part of a clique or a niche. But I also was looking for my own voice, as a writer, y'know? And a world I could call my own.
It wasn't good for my nerves, that kind of work - a fireman. I've got high blood pressure. I get upset easily. I don't think that was a proper career alternative for me.