"Anna has a crush on a goth coke dealer..." is the first line of a new song I wrote last night. As for the line itself, I did not write. I had overheard a guy talking on his cell phone. When he said that line I thought to myself "Wow. That's fucked up." then internally laughed to myself. I wrote it down...over six months ago. Messing around with my drum machine last night, that line popped back into my consciousness. "Oooohh!", frantically I start to look for my lyric book and within 20 minutes the song was written.

Now here's my thought. Did I write it? Did the dude at the coffee shop complaining to his friend write it? Or did I just get struck by the lightening of the Universe telling me what to write? Or even further, was it a co-write with the coffee shop dude, the Universe, and myself? I still need to record it, which I'll begin that mysterious foray into the unknown in a few hours.

I hope it doesn't suck. I'm thinking I'll call the song "Goth Coke Dealer"...