I Know That Mess Spelled Backwards Is

And My Saab Is So Great I'm Gonna Marry It.

My Father Was A Minister And So Rock Music Was Banned In Our House.

Sometimes I Hear My Voice And It's Been Here, Silent All These Years

There Is Value In Everybody's Gift. No Matter How Hard To Find Or Strange It Is.

The Sense Of Loss Is Such A Tricky One, Because We Always Feel Like Our Worth Is Tied Up Into Stuff That We Have, Not That Our Worth Can Grow With Things We Are Willing To Lose.