Rocks Are Space, And Space Is Illusion.

Down In Denver, All I Did Was Die.

I Promise I Shall Never Give Up, And That I'll Die Yelling And Laughing, And That Until Then I'll Rush Around This World I Insist Is Holy And Pull At Everyone's Lapel And Make Them Confess To Me And To All.

It's Hard To Explain And Best Thing To Do Is Not Be False.

And Silence Is The Golden Mountain

Let The Mind Beware, That Though The Flesh Be Bugged, The Circumstances Of Existence Are Pretty Glorious.