...if You Get Confused, Just

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.

The Sky Was Yellow And The Sun Was Blue.

Once In Awhile You Get Shown The Light, In The Strangest Of Places If You Look It Right

There Are Times When You Get Hit Upon, Try Hard But You Cannot Give. Other Times You'd Gladly Part, With What You Need To Live

Inspiration, Move Me Brightly, Light The Song With Sense And Color, Hold Away Despair