When I Think Of Your Kisses My

I Like My Freedom. I Like To Do My Own Grocery Shopping.

All Romantics Meet The Same Fate Some Day. Drunk And Cynical And Boring Someone In Some Dark Cafe.

Some People Are Upset To See You Doing Ordinary Things. Those People, If They Were A Celebrity, They Would Have An Entourage.

There's A Man Who's Been Out Sailing In A Decade Full Of Dreams And He Takes Her To A Schooner And He Treats Her Like A Queen Bearing Beads From California With Their Amber Stones And Green He Has Called Her From The Harbor He Has Kissed Her With His Freedom He Has Heard Her Off To Starboard In The Breaking And The Breathing Of The Water Weeds While She Was Busy Being Free

Once I Got The Open Tunings For Some Reason, I Began To Get The Harmonic Sophistication That I Heard That My Musical Fountain Inside Was Excited By. Once I Got Some Interesting Chords To Play With, My Writing Began To Come.