You Who Choose To Lead Must Follow.

Destroy Yourself Physically And Morally And Insist That All True Brothers Do Likewise As An Expression Of Unity.

The Sky Was Yellow And The Sun Was Blue.

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

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.

River Gonna Take Me, Sing Me Sweet And Sleepy, Sing Me Sweet And Sleepy All The Way Back Home, It's A Far Gone Lullaby Sung Many Years Ago Mama, Mama, Many Worlds I've Come Since I First Left Home