Strange How People Who Suffer

The Dirt Of Gossip Blows Into My Face And The Dust Rumors Cover Me. But If The Arrow Is Straight And The Point Is Slick, It Can Pierce Through Dust No Matter How Thick.

I Am A Restless Soul Hungry Perhaps Wretched.

I Never Did Use Earphones Until Into The Eighties Or Nineties. I Don't Like To Use Earphones. I've Never Heard Anybody Sing With Earphones Effectively. They Just Give You A False Sense Of Security. A Lot Of Us Don't Need Earphones. I Don't Think Springsteen Or Mick Do. But Other People More Or Less Have Given In. But They Ought Not To. They Don't Need To. Especially If They Have A Good Band.

Take Me Disappearing, Through The Smoke Rings Of My Mind, Down The Foggy Ruins Of Time.

How Many Times Can A Man Turn His Head, And Pretend That He Just Doesn't See?