Little Red Wagon, Little Red Bike, I

It May Look Like I'm Moving But I'm Standing Still.

I've Been Sitting Down Studying The Art Of Love. I Think It Will Fit Me Like A Glove.

There Are Many Here Among Us Who Feel That Life Is But A Joke. But You And I, We've Been Through That, And This Is Not Our Fate, So Let Us Not Talk Falsely Now, The Hour Is Getting Late.

People Think That Singing And Playing Is Easy. It's Not. It's Easy To Strum Along, But If You Actually Want To Really Play, Where It's Important, That's A Hard Thing And Not Too Many People Are Good At It.

I Wanted To Understand Things And Then Be Free Of Them. I Needed To Learn How To Telescope Things, Ideas. Things Were Too Big To See All At Once, Like All The Books In The Library-everything Laying Around On All The Tables. You Might Be Able To Put It All Into One Paragraph Or Into One Verse Of A Song If You Could Get It Right.