Jay Ashby Is Simply A

The Public Hungers To See Talented Young People Kill Themselves.

So I'll Continue To Continue To Pretend My Life Will Never End, And Flowers Never Bend With The Rainfall.

Maybe The Heart Is Part Of The Mist. And That's All That There Is Or Could Ever Exist. Maybe And Maybe And Maybe Some More. Maybe's The Exit That I'm Looking For.

A Phenomenon Occurs But Because You're In The Middle Of It, You Just Think It's Your Life-until It's Over. And Then You Look Back And Say, What An Unusual Thing Happened To Me In The '60s.

You Know, Life Is What You Make Of It- So Beautiful Or So What.