She writes love notes He writes about music She writes about marriage And I write about my deamons The ones from my childhood and the ones still here The ones that hold me and the ones I fear She said write about the sunshine He said write about the beats She said write about your joys I said I’ll write about defeats The ones they’ll remind me off And the ones still yet to come I don’t think I’ll ever be able to write about the sun Because in my mind it has yet to come.