My Songs Are Like A

And When You Wake, You Will Fly Away, Holding Tight To The Legs Of All Your Angels. Goodbye, My Love, Into Your Blue, Blue Eyes.

If I Find Something I Like, I'll Chase It And See What Comes Out The Other Side. Once A Song Gets Momentum And Gets Away From You, That's A Good Sign.

The World And The Universe Are Far More Wonderful If There's Not A Puppet Master.

You Know She's Going To Leave My Broken Heart Behind Her...

Goodnight Moon. Sweet Dreams. Smile Kindly Upon This Little Blue Gum Ball Of Us While We Sleep.