My Eyes Went Blank, And I Stared

I Sat On The Piano Bench Next To My Mother In Church. Something Happened Before I Set Foot On This Planet. I Was Crawling Around Inside Of Her. She Was A Church Pianist. My Dad Was A Brilliant Singer. I Was Hearing It.

My Dad Graduated Seminary There, And So Did (sounds Like) Mark Kimball's Grandfather. They Sang In A Quartet Together, My Dad And Mark Kimball's Grandfather.

These Songs Are Old Friends I Have Entertained Myself With When I'm Washing The Dishes, Driving To The Store And Walking Down The Aisles. The Ones That You Sing When You're Driving In The Car And As A Singer You Always Go Back To Them.

Let That Get You Up In The Morning And Put The Light In Your Eyes. I'm Telling You, It Makes You A Better Husband, Mother, Father, Neighbor, Citizen, When You Have That Light In Your Eye, That You Feel So Good, And You're A Pleasant Person To Be Around. "good Morning, Sir. Did You Find Everything That You Need? Oh, That's Over In Aisle Seven. I'll Come Help You As Soon As," That's The Stuff. Find Something. It Could Be Planting Flowers, Especially If You Can Watch It.

I Discovered Is That I Have A Couple Of Valves That Were Leaky And Had Been Giving, Gave Me A Problem Then. But I Hadn't Noticed Anything Up Until Then.a Couple Of Incidents Of Shortness Of Breath And Checked Myself Into A Hospital, But That One In France Really Sat Me Down For A Few Minutes - A Very Few Minutes, Because Seven Days Later I Was In The Studio, And Eight Days Later, I Was No The Stage.