You're just an empty cage girl, if you kill the bird.

I remember driving to North Carolina when I was a little girl in a snowstorm to get down to my mom's family in the Carolinas. There were chains on the car - it was the late sixties - and we were just singing in the car. Christmas carols.

I usually get myself into situations that cause sparks. I mean I'm a girl that likes the storms. I love feeling alive, I love walking out in the cold in my bare feet and feeling the ice on my toes.

To Kill A Mocking Bird.

I bought him an attractive bird cage made in Switzerland,

There is a time and a place for things. Sometimes one needs to put a filter on oneself. That can be a good thing.