Music Does Bring People Together.

We Don't Teach Kids How To Feel, We Don't Give Them The Words To Go By.

I'm Leaving On A Jet Plane Don't Know When I'll Be Back Again

The Earth Is Our Mother Just Turning Around, With Her Trees In The Forest And Roots Underground. Our Father Above Us Whose Sigh Is The Wind, Paint Us A Rainbow Without Any End.

I Would So Much Like Young People To Have A Sense Of The Gift That They Are. Not Many Of Them Feel Like That.

I Think More About The Family Now. That's An Interesting Progression For Me.