So Long And Take It Easy, Because

We Turned At A Dozen Paces, For Love Is A Duel, And Looked At Each Other For The Last Time.

All Of Life Is A Foreign Country.

The Silence Was An Intense Roar.

Suppose We Suddenly Wake Up And See That What We Thought To Be This And That, Ain't This And That At All?

The Truth Of The Matter Is We Don't Understand Our Women; We Blame On Them And It's All Our Fault.