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If There's Any Answer, Maybe Love Can End The Madness Maybe Not, Oh, But We Can Only Try.

Traveling Around Sure Gets Me Down And Lonely, Nothing Else To Do But Close My Mind. I Sure Hope The Road Don't Come To Own Me, There's So Many Dreams I've Yet To Find. But You're So Far Away.

Scary In The Idea It Could Be A Little Overwhelming To Have 70 Or 100 Clowns In A Public Space. Intriguing In That It Could Be Something Interesting. I'm Up For Any Kind Of Public Art.

Sometimes I Get A Lyric, And The Lyric, You Know, Comes Off The Page, And Goes Into My Brain And Comes Out With A Melody. Other Times, I May Create A Melody First.

I Still Believe That Everyone Is Beautiful In Some Way And By Seeing The Beauty In Others We Make Ourselves More Beautiful.