A man is hindered and distracted in proportion as he draws outward things to himself.
I was half asleep lying there writing this lyric in my head at about 3:30 in the morning. I woke Steve up with this idea and then we went into the living room where there was a little upright piano and finished the song. I wonder where that piano is now?
One of the things I love about shooting the most is that there's no specific body type or body build that someone has to have.