in the dead of night
the TV's on 'cross the hall.
eerie strange voices...

Music touches us
it the way that words cannot
such great emotions

when you reach your goal
can you quit everything else?
I'm happy right now!

it hurts me more when
she cries and I can't be there
somethings we can't help

Look out, Patricia!
Semis kick up flying rocks
BOOM! ... cracked windshield...

finches hid in the brush
scattered seeds fall in the snow
the hawk's hungry too...

to sing the blues well
you must endure great heartache
unthinkable pain

a vase of flowers
symbolizes devotion
while chocolate: desire