Upon Four-legged Forest Clouds The

The Song Was There Before Me, Before I Came Along. I Just Sorta Came Down And Just Sorta Took It Down With A Pencil, But It Was There Before I Came Around.

Some Things Are Too Terrible To Be True.

If I Had Wings, No One Would Ask Me: Should I Fly?

How Many Roads Must A Man Walk Down.. Before You Can Call Him A Man.

The Purpose Of Art Is To Stop Time.