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I Feel I Should Try To Reveal. When You Hit It Right, You Produce An Emotional Response In The Listener That Can Be Cathartic. When You're Wrong, You're Soppy, Sentimental.

Far Above The Golden Clouds, The Darkness Vibrates. The Earth Is Blue. And Everything About It Is A Love Song. Everything About It.

A Man Walks Down The Street. It's A Street In A Strange World. Maybe It's The Third World. Maybe It's His First Time Around. He Doesn't Speak The Language. He Holds No Currency. He Is A Foreign Man. He Is Surrounded By The Sound, Sound Of Cattle In The Marketplace, Scatterlings And Orphanages. He Looks Around, Around He Sees Angels In The Architecture Spinning In Infinity And He Says, "amen" And "hallelujah!

I Just Said, You Know, This Is A Great Track But This Lyric, I Don't Believe It. It Sounds Like I'm Trying To Say Something, Instead Of It Naturally Coming Out Of Me, Like I Was Saying Something That I Already Knew. Anyway, I Can't Remember What It Was. And Either I Threw It All Out Or I Threw 90 Percent Of It Out, And Kept A Line Or Two. That's Happened A Couple Of Times To Me. Not Too Often, But A Couple Of Times. Very Aggravating When It Does Happen.

Cecilia Was Made In A Living Room On A Sony. It Was Like A Little Piece Of Magical Fluff, Bur It Works. El Condor Pasa A Los Incas Record That I Love. Bridge Is A Very Strong Melodic Song.