No More Free Steps To Heaven.

If You Want It, Boys, Get It Here, Thing.

It Is Amazing How A New Child Can Refocus One's Direction Seconds After Its Birth. Everything Falls Into A Feeling Of 'rightness'.

There's A Starman Waiting In The Sky, He'd Like To Come And Meet Us, But He Thinks He'd Blow Our Minds.

Look Up Here, I'm In Heaven.

I'm Rather Kind Of Old School, Thinking That When An Artist Does His Work It's No Longer His.