I'm Mortified To Be On The Stage,

Sometimes It's Not Enough To Know What Things Mean, Sometimes You Have To Know What Things Don't Mean.

You Can't Imagine Parlor Ballads Drifting Out Of High-rise Multi-towered Buildings. That Kind Of Music Existed In A More Timeless State Of Life.

My Love ,she Speaks Like Silence, Without Ideals Or Violence. She Doesn't Have To Say She's Faithful, Yet She's True.

The National Bank At Profit Sells Road Maps For The Soul.

Socialism, Hypnotism, Patriotism, Materialism, Fools Making Laws For The Breaking Of Jaws.