And I'll Know My Song

Basically You Have To Suppress Your Own Ambitions In Order To Be Who You Need To Be.

Walkin' Through The Leaves Fallin' From The Trees, Feelin' Like A Stranger Nobody Sees.

Every Writer At The New Yorker Is Smarter Than Me.

Nobody Has Ever Taught You How To Live On The Street.

I Ain't Saying You Treated Me Unkind You Could've Done Better, But I Don't Mind. You Just Kinda Wasted My Precious Time. But Don't Think Twice, It's Alright.