'And the weather so breezy/Man why can't life always be this easy?'

'Little is know of Sierra Lione/And how it connects to the diamonds we own/When I speak of diamonds in this song I ain't about the ones that be glowin'/I'm tal…

'I'm just saying, Hey Mona Lisa/Come home, you know you can't Rome without Caesar'

'Over here is the drug trade we die for drugs/ Over there they die from what we buy from drugs'

Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. On the farm the weather was the great fact, and men's affairs wen…

There was a desert wind blowing that night. It was one of those hot dry Santa Anas that come down through the mountain passes and curl your hair and make your …

April, April, Laugh thy girlish laughter; Then, the moment after, Weep thy girlish tears!