I came to art because it was the only place where I made the rules. All of them. The physics, the ethics, the philosophy. I came to art because it is the loop hole to the universe where everything is possible.
"Real thick black magic can’t stop this tragedy from happening, Pigs feet and snake piss, Crow tung and cat fangs, Horse tail and bone bits, Birds Nest and graveyards, All of it won’t keep this tragedy from happening so run..."
And I´m still working with the wine, Still dancing cheek to cheek. The band is playing "Auld Lang Syne" - The heart will not retreat. And maybe I had miles to drive, And promises to keep - You ditch it all to stay alive A thousand kisses deep.
"We slept in the shadow of a cedar tree We made love on the rising tide We smelled the perfume of the waxing moon We dreamt of all the friendships kind We touched the blood of the black cat We pet the mammoth dog of tears In the flickering light we were laughing Necessity conquers fear."
"If you just press your fingers down under my skin (Go on and do it) Lift up, dig up, lift up, dig up and bleed for me I say, I'll bleed if you ask me I'll bleed if you ask me That's when, that's when, he said no"