Prison Is Where You Promise Yourself The

The Tree Looks Like A Dog, Barking At Heaven.

I Had Nothing To Offer Anybody Except My Own Confusion.

All He Needed Was A Wheel In His Hand And Four On The Road.

It's Good-bye. But We Lean Forward To The Next Crazy Venture Beneath The Skies

There Is A Blessedness Surely To Be Believed, And That Is That Everything Abides In Eternal Ecstasy, Now And Forever.