Let My Inspiration Flow, In

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.

Well, The First Days Are The Hardest Days, Don't You Worry Anymore. When Life Looks Like Easy Street There Is Danger At Your Door.

It's Better To Wear Seaweed Socks Than Stick A Melon In Your Brother's Ear.

There Are Things You Can Replace, And Others You Cannot. The Time Has Come To Weigh Those Things, This Space Is Getting Hot.

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