Seven Shots Ring Out Like The Ocean's

You Can't Be Happy By Doing Something Groovy.

I'm Good With Songs I Haven't Written, If I Like Them. I'm Glad I Didn't Write Any Of Them. I Already Know How They Go, So I Have More Freedom With Them. I Understand These Songs. I've Known Them For 40 Years, 50 Years, Maybe Longer, And They Make A Lot Of Sense. So I'm Not Coming To Them Like A Stranger.

I Been Meek, And Hard Like An Oak, I Seen Pretty People Disappear Like Smoke. Friends Will Arrive, Friends Will Disappear. If You Want Me, Honey Baby, I'll Be Here.

Inside The Museum Infinity Goes Up On Trial. Voices Echo, 'this Is What Salvation Must Be Like After A While.' But Mona Lisa Must Have Had The Highway Blues; You Can Tell By The Way She Smiles.

It's Not Easy To Define Poetry.