Instead I pursued my own original stories which are enjoyed by approximately thirty people and a roomba.

Have you ever been left hanging when there was nothing you we're waiting for just that feeling of what next

If it’s spinnin’ why ain’t we bein’ spat off into space why are we stayin’ in place have we all got them magnetic boots you read about in books or is us humans just made sticky I dunno it’s all a bit tricky I heard it’s all down to quantum and the pull of something called gravity that’s good can’t go swimmin' if we lose all that sea

The running of the river turns not the bassists machine heads

why why must why must you why must you know why must you know what's underneath Surely it's better to preserve the mystique keep some unknown save the delight of surprise Oh sure it's best to know the whole story in certain respects the genome for example best we get to the root of that but where it doesn't count let the mysteries mount I would rather be delighted every day by finding stuff out along the way than knowing the story before leaving the house

Broadsword or rapier the sweep of might the precision of the point adrenalines shout sang froid's murmer best to have both painted on the wall in case you fall on either