Now ... I am just a wrecked, old hulk waiting for dawn to come and birds to sing. So what if my work is further forward? A week from now no one will care. Not even me.
The artist formerly known as Cat Stevens. He'll see me through.
Friday, April 10, 2015
It seemed like a good idea at the time
Worked through the night. I should have left that way of being back there in my student days when I was young, lacked wisdom and could rely on black coffee to see me through.
Now ... I am just a wrecked, old hulk waiting for dawn to come and birds to sing. So what if my work is further forward? A week from now no one will care. Not even me.
The artist formerly known as Cat Stevens. He'll see me through.
Now ... I am just a wrecked, old hulk waiting for dawn to come and birds to sing. So what if my work is further forward? A week from now no one will care. Not even me.
The artist formerly known as Cat Stevens. He'll see me through.
