Hey Sister, You're Just Moving Too Fast,

I Have Vague Memories, Like Impressions On Glass Plates.

I Refuse To Believe That Hendrix Had The Last Possessed Hand, That Joplin Had The Last Drunken Throat, That Morrison Had The Last Enlightened Mind.

I Immersed Myself In Books And Rock 'n' Roll, The Adolescent Salvation.

One Thing I Like About Getting Older Is Things, Your Spectrum Widens, Your Capacity For Compassion Widens.

I'm Not Saying I Wasn't Flawed Or Amateurish. But You Can Never Say I Did Anything To Appease The Music Business.