At The Top Of The Cycle You

It's Better To Wear Seaweed Socks Than Stick A Melon In Your Brother's Ear.

But I Would Rather Be With You, Somewhere In San Francisco On A Back Porch In July, Just Looking Up To Heaven, At This Crescent In The Sky

Wake Up To Find Out That You Are The Eyes Of The World, But The Heart Has Its Beaches, Its Homeland, And Thoughts Of Its Own. Wake Now, Discover That You Are The Song That The Morning Brings, But The Heart Has Its Seasons Its Evenings, And Songs Of Its Own

I Feel I've Got 10 Books In Me.

Don't Waste The Breath To Save Your Face, When You Have Done Your Best, And Even More Is Asked Of You, Let Fate Decide The Rest.