These hands which stretch out, implore, beg, then rise to the head in a gesture of calamity.
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There definitely isn't a structure anymore to how I get ideas. A lot of times I'll just write down a phrase, or I'll have an idea that's attached to just a few chords. Other times, it's work.
Many a man in love with a dimple makes the mistake of marrying the whole girl.