"I and Mine" genre: Alternative General
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	A harder song that is actually a poem set to music. "Don't Take It Out On Me" and "I and Mine" are meant to be played back to back.
	CD: Blended   Label: 4th Floor Records Credits: David A. Tillinghast, Jr.
	Story Behind the Song This is a poem that I wrote about how I and other people use words, set to music. The whole concept to the album "Blended" is that most of the songs blend together. "Don't take it our on me" and "I and Mine" blend together. As always, I recorded this song on a 4-track recorder. This song took me 2 days of recording. Lyrics I can write a thousand words. I can do it with expert precision. Words that make you feel empty. Words that give you a quick fill. I can recite cannonballs to breach the bows of your mind. My words are like a needle. A single needle pricking, pricking, pricking away at a brick wall. I can speak gibberish for an easy laugh. I can speak poison to give you that uncertain, uneast feeling, sitting there in your chair. Invade the private space that is yours and yours alone, or so you think. I can write a thousand words. I can let loose tossing, torrid, tongue twisters from my lips. I hurdle over them like a master sprinter. I can speak of the largess... loneliness... progress. Words too often spoken by dark rimmed, day dreaming, dumb shits. I can write a thousand words. If there's time, I can write more. If you want, I can rhyme. I can talk about the places that I've been, I can talk about the things that I've seen. I can talk about the dark shroud of night, I can talk about what are wrong and right. I can talk about the burden we all carry, I can talk about a girl I knew named Mary. Mary, Mary. She was a cute girl, you'd never know it. Her personality just didn't show it. And if beauty is only skin deep, well, we all might as well be put to sleep. You see? I can write a thousand words. What, then, are my words? Are they a summer breeze to sooth you? No! Are they, then, a winter gust to chill you? No! Are they the back breaking labor of the common man, or the aristocracy of the elitist? No! They're words! They're words. Only words. Nothing more. I can write a thousand words. Maybe you think this is a great task. Maybe you think I'm a babbling fool. I don't care. I don't care. They're my words. I can do with them as I please. If you don't like them, find you're own. There's plenty to choose from. Love them, nourish them. Teach them to your children so that they may be taught to your children's children. But don't take mine. They're mine. I can write a thousand words.

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