Thinking Of A Series Of Dreams Where

Well, The Moral Of The Story, The Moral Of This Song, Is Simply That One Should Never Be Where One Does Not Belong. So When You See Your Neighbor Carryin' Somethin', Help Him With His Load, And Don't Go Mistaking Paradise For That Home Across The Road.

Having Hits Buries A Singer In The Past. A Lot Of Singers Hide In The Past Because It's Safer Back There. If You've Ever Heard Today's Country Music, You'll Know What I'm Talking About.

Take Me Disappearing, Through The Smoke Rings Of My Mind, Down The Foggy Ruins Of Time.

The Walls Of Pride Are High And Wide, Can't See Over To The Other Side.

Draft Beer, Not People.