I Lie To Myself All The Time.

There Isn't Any Real Good Reason For Fighting Except Self-defense.

The Person In This Picture Is Really Me.

Can You See The Sunset Real Good On The West Side? You Can See It On The East Side Too.

Some Are Going, Some Are Staying....i'm In Between.

I've Been Thinking About It, And That Poem, That Guy That Wrote It, He Meant You're Gold When You're A Kid, Like Green. When You're A Kid Everything's New, Dawn. It's Just When You Get Used To Everything That It's Day. Like The Way You Dig Sunsets, Pony. That's Gold. Keep That Way, It's A Good Way To Be.