Well, It's Always Been My Nature To

People Have A Hard Time Accepting Anything That Overwhelms Them.

When Somethin's Not Right It's Wrong.

You Hurt The Ones That I Love Best And Cover Up The Truth With Lies. One Day You'll Be In The Ditch, Flies Buzzin' Around Your Eyes.

I Was Lingering Out On The Pavement. There Was A Missing Person Inside Of Myself And I Needed To Find Him . . . I Felt Done For, An Empty Burned-out Wreck . . . Wherever I Am, I'm A '60s Troubadour, A Folk-rock Relic, A Wordsmith From Bygone Days, A Fictitious Head Of State From A Place Nobody Knows.

The Only Sound That's Left After The Ambulances Go Is Cinderella Sweeping Up On Desolation Row.