There ain’t no precious gold comin’ outa that there mountain, if all I wanna do is sit and dream of what I’ll do when I get some.

These words I cry do not come easily; as if they echo from the cold stone depths of a long forgotten tomb.

Sweet Mary Jane bade me follow where she led. I went eagerly. She was my life’s one true love. All the others,

My bucket had a hole in it. I kept trying to fill it. The more I tried, the more flowed down the drain. It wasn’t for lack of what was nee…

I’m not really here right now. I can only be here when no-one’s a… and I know no-one can see me. Even when i speak to you, I’m sort of not really here.

I gaze into the bleakness of the e… engulfed by a sense of futility an… I am like the man who keeps fishin… though he knows the river is spent… I cast my line into the milky pool…

I am here now. I have removed my outer garments, placed my trust within your circle… I have come because you promised. You told me you would be here

Some time ago, I made my way down to the crossroads, to try my lucky hand at the devil’s gaming tables.

He’s been around the block and even toured the world, with scars upon scars to show from many a hard-fought battle. Yet like many old dogs

I am your greatest grandmother calling softly on the ocean winds. I was never lost to you forever, only swallowed by the other half o… Come down with me to the quiet pla…

Your end? My end? Where the hell’s the middle? You say this. I say that.

Water ever seeks it’s perfect peace, from mountain heights to scattered oceans deep. So too our spirit follows

I commit myself to God; sometimes, not often. I believe in God; sometimes,