The Need For Mystery Is

I Lay In Bed The Night Before The Fishing Trip And Thought It Over, About My Being Deaf, About The Years Of Not Letting On I Heard What Was Said, And I Wonder If I Can Ever Act Any Other Way Again. But I Remembered One Thing: It Wasn't Me That Started Acting Deaf; It Was People That First Started Acting Like I Was Too Dumb To Hear Or See Or Say Anything At All.

What We Hoped Was That We Could Stop The Coming End Of The World.

Billy Here Has Been Talkin' About Slicin' His Wrists Again, So Is There Seven Of You Guys Who'd Like To Join Him And Make It Therapeutic?

I'd Take A Look At My Own Self In The Mirror And Wonder How It Was Possible That Anybody Could Manage Such An Enormous Thing As Being What He Was.

There Are Going To Be Times When We Can't Wait For Somebody. Now, You're Either On The Bus Or Off The Bus. If You're On The Bus, And You Get Left Behind, Then You'll Find It Again. If You're Off The Bus In The First Place — Then It Won't Make A Damn.