Talkin' ta Alroy got me thinkin' 'bout firsts.  Lord knows why, don't rightly like ta think 'bout first anythings - not like I've had a lot.  Sure, had my fair, everyone's got dem, goes wit livin' an' all ( Read more... )

 See it almost makes me crazy child
Nothing's right if you ain't here
I'd give all that I have just to, keep you near
I wrote you a letter and tried to make it clear
That you just don't believe that, I'm sincere.

Dagny finds her mothers medical records in a box in the back of the closet.  She sits Indian style on the rug as she slowly goes through ( Read more... )

Goodnight, sweetheart, well it's time to go,
Goodnight, sweetheart, well it's time to go,
I hate to leave you, but I really must say,
Goodnight, sweetheart, goodnight.

Before he gives her up, Murphy dances her around the empty parking lot the caravan is parked in.  Their last show was a bust, he is too drunk to even stand up straight on stage and he ( Read more... )

    Dagny doesn't like the cold of New York, especially the first winds of autumn.  The cold wind chills her and makes her fingers and lips tingle painfully - a throw back to a side effect of one of the medications she was taking when she first arrived in the Big Apple.  She remembers stepping off the bus and being hit by a wave of noise, smell and ( Read more... )