I Stepped Outside To Smoke

People Talking Without Speaking,/ People Listening Without Hearing...sounds Of Silence.

There Is A Moment, A Chip In Time, When Leaving Home Is The Lesser Crime.

Maybe The Heart Is Part Of The Mist. And That's All That There Is Or Could Ever Exist. Maybe And Maybe And Maybe Some More. Maybe's The Exit That I'm Looking For.

She Said A Good Day Ain't Got No Rain She Said A Bad Day Is When I Lie In The Bed And I Think Of Things That Might Have Been

Every Generation Throws A Hero Up The Pop Charts.