And When You Wake, You Will Fly

Would You Like To Play With The Thought Of A Friend In A Distant Passing Stage While You Lie Around With Your Hands Up And Out So Resigned You Will Fall Down.

Nothing Is Here To Stay Everything Has To Begin And End A Ship In A Bottle Won't Sail All We Can Do Is Dream That The Wind Will Blow Us Across The Water A Ship In A Bottle Set Sail

When I Was A Kid Growing Up In New York, I Was Pretty Unaware Of Racism. I Think When We're Young - Before We Lose Our Innocence - We're Sort Of Unaware Of The More Flawed Qualities Of Each Other.

If I Find Something I Like, I'll Chase It And See What Comes Out The Other Side. Once A Song Gets Momentum And Gets Away From You, That's A Good Sign.

Would You Not Like To Be, Sittin' On Top Of The World With Your Legs Hanging Free?