Love Like A Phantoms Lights But Hold

Coming Out Of College With A Degree In Fine Arts And Painting Isn't Worth Much Any More.

Through The Years As The Fire Starts To Mellow, Burning Lines In The Book Of Our Lives. Though The Binding Cracks And The Pages Start To Yellow, I'll Be In Love With You.

Mystery's A Thing Not Easily Captured, And Once Deceased, Not Easily Exhumed.

The Outlet For My Sorrow, That I Do Feel Deeply, And The Pain, Is The Songs. That's Where It Goes.

I Love Home. I'll Stay Up There For Days On End, I Won't Even Go Down The Driveway To Look For The Mail.