Only You And I Can

We Need To Have Faith In The People Who Are Giving This Movement Direction To Be Smart Enough To Stay One Step Ahead Of What's Coming Up Next.

Sometimes I Get Lonesome For A Storm. A Full Blown Storm Where Everything Changes. The Sky Goes Through Four Days In An Hour, The Trees Wail, Little Animals Skitter In The Mud And Everything Gets Dark And Goes Completely Wild. But It Is Really God - Playing Music In His Favourite Cathedral In Heaven - Shattering Stained Glass - Playing A Gigantic Organ - Thundering On The Keys - Perfect Harmony - Perfect Joy.

Hypothetical Questions Get Hypothetical Answers.

I Wasn't Popular In School, I Was Mexican, I Was All These Inappropriate Things. I Started Playing The Ukulele And Taking It To School, And I Realized People Liked Listening To It. I Would Play It To Comfort Myself At Home, And I'd Play Rhythm And Blues Songs That Had Four Chords. That's How It Started.

It Seems To Me That Those Songs That Have Been Any Good, I Have Nothing Much To Do With The Writing Of Them. The Words Have Just Crawled Down My Sleeve And Come Out On The Page.