Gray Day. Everything Is Gray. I Watch.

Onward Up Many A Frightening Creek, Though Your Arms May Get Sore And Your Sneakers May Leak. Oh! The Places You'll Go!

You Will Come To A Place Where The Streets Are Not Marked. Some Windows Are Lighted. But Mostly They're Darked. But Mostly They're Darked. A Place You Could Sprain Both Your Elbow And Chin! Do You Dare To Stay Out? Do You Dare To Go In? How Much Can You Lose? How Much Can You Win?

So, Open Your Mouth, Lad! For Every Voice Counts!

A Kid Is A Guy I Never Wrote Down To. He's Interested In What I Say If I Make It Interesting.

How Did It Get So Late So Soon?