I Have My Books And My Poetry

I'm Going To Graceland, For Reasons I Cannot Explain. There's Some Part Of Me Wants To See Graceland. And I May Be Advised To Defend Every Love, Every Ending, Or Maybe There's No Obligations Now. Maybe I've A Reason To Believe We All Will Be Received In Graceland.

The Wisdom Is Old, The Koran Is Old, The Bible Is Old. Disagreements? Work 'em Out.

And I Must Be What I Must Be And Face Tomorrow.

I Don't Believe What The Papers Are Saying They're Just Out To Capture My Dime, Exaggerating This, Exaggerating That.

There Is A Moment, A Chip In Time, When Leaving Home Is The Lesser Crime.