I Am; I Was. I Want To

Gold Don't Come Off. What's Good Stays Good No Matter How Much Of A Beating It Takes.

It Bewildered Ig, The Idea That A Person Could Not Be Interested In Music. It Was Like Not Being Interested In Happiness.

It Was Something... The Way A Person's Life Picked Up Speed, The Way A Life Was Like A Bullet Aimed At One Final Target, Impossible To Slow Or Turn Aside, And Like The Bullet, You Were Ignorant Of What You Were Going To Hit, Would Never Know Anything Except The Rush And The Impact.

You Can't Let Facts Get In The Way Of The Truth.

You Think You Know Someone. But Mostly You Just Know What You Want To Know.