Mama, Don't Take My Kodachrome Away.

I Want To Rid My Heart Of Envy, And Cleanse My Soul Of Rage Before I'm Through.

Music Is Forever; Music Should Grow And Mature With You, Following You Right On Up Until You Die.

Mama, Don't Take My Kodachrome Away.

The More I Get To Thinking, The Less I Tend To Laugh.

Why Am I So Soft In The Middle When The Rest Of My Life Is So Hard?