There Are Years That Ask

It Is One Of The Blessings Of This World That Few People See Visions And Dream Dreams.

When We Sing The Blues, We're Singin' Out Our Hearts, We're Singing Out Our Feelings. Maybe We're Hurt And Just Can't Answer Back, Then We Sing Or Maybe Even Hum The Blues.

Silence Is All The Genius A Fool Has.

Gods Always Love The People Who Make 'em.

Her Old Thoughts Were Going To Come In Handy Now, But New Words Would Have To Be Made And Said To Fit Them.