But Never Give Your Love, My Friend,

At The Top Of The Cycle You Write Policies For Everybody, No Matter How Bad, And At The Bottom You Cancel Everybody, No Matter How Good. It's A Manic-depressive Cycle.

Sit Back Picture Yourself Swooping Up A Shell Of Purple With Foam Crests Of Crystal Drops Soft Nigh They Fall Unto The Sea Of Morning Creep-very-softly Mist...and Then Sort Of Cascade Tinkley-bell Like (must I Take You By The Hand, Every So Slowly Type) And Then Conglomerate Suddenly Into A Peal Of Silver Vibrant Uncomprehendingly, Blood Singingly, Joyously Resoundingbells....by My Faith If This Be Insanity, Then For The Love Of God Permit Me To Remain Insane.

Everything You Cherish Throws You Over In The End Thorns Will Grab Your Ankles From The Gardens That You Tend.

Comes A Time When The Blind Man Takes Your Hand Says Don't You See?

Driving That Train, High On Cocaine Casey Jones You'd Better Watch Your Speed Trouble Ahead, Trouble Behind And You Know That Notion Just Crossed My Mind