I Quit The Media Game. I'm Out.

Disappointment Has A Name, It's Heartbreak

When Autumn Comes, It Doesn't Ask. It Just Walks In, Where It Left You Last. And You Never Know, When It Starts; Until There's Fog Inside The Glass Around Your Summer Heart.

The Minute Hand Moves Faster Than You Think It Does.

I Look Away At Car Crashes, And I Know People Who Look Away At Car Crashes, Because It Makes Us Uncomfortable To Watch Other People In Pain.

It's Almost Charity Work, What People Have Done, Turning Other People On To My Music.