Sometimes We Live No Particular Way But

Every Song Falls Short Of The Glory Of What A Song Could Be. That's Why The Urge Is There To Start Again And Yet Again. Often It's The Fault Of Rhyme. I've Discovered A Hundred Times That There Just Aren't Enough Rhymes To Say What I Wanted To Say, So I Said Something Else Instead. Sometimes It Was A Better Thing, But The Thing I Meant To Say Went Unsaid. So There's An Opening For Another Song.

Wake Up To Find Out That You Are The Eyes Of The World.

But Never Give Your Love, My Friend, Unto A Foolish Heart

There Are Things You Can Replace, And Others You Cannot. The Time Has Come To Weigh Those Things, This Space Is Getting Hot.

When You Get Ready To Vote, Make Sure You Know What You Are Doing.