Comfort His Family With A Telegram, We

One Good Song With A Message Can Bring A Point More Deeply To More People Than A Thousand Rallies.

Show Me The Prison, Show Me The Jail, Show Me The Prisoner Whose Life Has Gone Stale. And I'll Show You A Young Man With So Many Reasons Why And There, But For Fortune, Go You Or I.

Love Is A Rainbow Curving Down From The Sky, Falling Crystals Of Color, Shades Of Warm That Never Die.

In Such Ugly Times, The Only True Protest Is Beauty.

Beneath The Greatest Love Lies A Hurricane Of Hate.