Some People Should Just Start

When We Go To Play, You Flip Around And Flash Around And Everything, And Then They're Not Gonna See Nothin' But What Their Eyes See. Forget About Their Ears.

Of Course War Is Horrible, But At Present It's Still The Only Guarantee Of Peace.

Sometimes Music Comes Across To Me Just When I Am Sitting Around Doing Nothing, And Then The Music Makes Me Think Of A Few Words I Might Have Written.

Will The Wind Ever Remember The Names It Has Blown In The Past? And With Its Crutch, Its Old Age, And Its Wisdom, It Whispers No This Will Be The Last.

I Wanted To Be Listened To. I Don't Know If They Were Or Not, Though.