Here goes nothing

"I know, all artists are scientists" I had been dreaming that your name was Jeanie Late in the evening, in the Garden of Eden, we would meet And I'd realize in the morning light, too late...

I will scream until my voice goes out i wander like a ghost for anyone that will pay attention so take these words and tell a story of a kid that fell from glory fell asleep with pen in hand 2am in a...