there was a time when I sang with words, played many instruments to tell my stories.
But now, the poetic justice does not have the same effect I once intended it to have.
Now I speak plainly without overstatement.
There comes a time in a mans life when decisions have to be made to define a mans life, to declare unto himself and others that he is capable of decision and choice.
This time is a time of realizing, planning ahead and wondering about what one must do to truly enjoy your life in the future and deciding what things are that will make your life in the future bearable to you, when you decide what is important and what yu feel towards things in life, its a time when you start to draw the line between the life you’ve been nurtured into and the world that you want to have.
a man makes his own way – the departed
when you decide to be something, be it – the departed
