I Think A Poet Is Anybody Who

That's Another Way Of Writing A Song, Of Course. Just Talking To Somebody That Ain't There. That's The Best Way. That's The Truest Way. Then It Just Becomes A Question Of How Heroic Your Speech Is. To Me, It's Something To Strive After.

Truth Is An Arrow And The Gate Is Narrow That It Passes Through.

I Forgot More Than You'll Ever Know.

Yes, To Dance Beneath The Diamond Sky With One Hand Waving Free, Silhouetted By The Sea, Circled By The Circus Sands

I've Been Up The Mountain And I Had A Choice. Should I Come Down? So I Came Down. God Said, Okay, You've Been Up On The Mountain, Now You Go Down. You're On Your Own, Free. Check In Later, But Now You're On Your Own.