Anger Is Natural. It's Part

Hair Is Gray And The Firers Are Burning. So Many Dreams On The Shelf. You Say I Wanted You To Be Proud Of Me. I Always Wanted That Myself.

I'm The Thing That Fundamentalist Christians Cringe Over.

Haze All Clouding Up In My Mind In The Daze Of The Why It Could've Never Been.

And Maybe She Had Certain Beliefs That If You Love Somebody, [you're] Gonna Like Them Too. And That Isn't Necessarily True.

I Don't Own A Computer. I Have A Nine-foot Piano In My Home To Compose My Messages. Why Would I Want A One-foot Computer To Do The Same Thing?