“I never have time to write anymore. And when I do I only write about how I never have time. It's work and it's money and I've written more lists than songs lately. I stay up all night to do all these things I need to do, be all these things I want to be, playing with shadows in the darkness that shouldn't be able to exist. Empty bottles and cigarettes while watching the sunrise, why do I complain? I have it all, everything I ever asked for.” WritingPoetryNightTimeMoneyDarknessPoemComplainingPoemsWritersBottlesPoetsSunriseWriteShadowsSongsComplainCigarettesStaying Up Book:Empty Roads & Broken Bottles: in search for The Great Perhaps Source: Empty Roads & Broken Bottles: in search for The Great Perhaps