Death Makes Angels Of Us All.

Resident Mockery, Give Us An Hour For Magic.

I Offer Images-i Conjure Memories Of Freedom That Can Still Be Reached-like The Doors, Right? But We Can Only Open The Doors-we Can't Drag People Through.

Music Is Your Only Friend Until The End...

Is Everybody In?... Is Everybody In?... Is Everybody In? The Ceremony Is About To Begin... The Program For This Evening Is Not New. You've Seen This Entertainment Through And Through. You've Seen Your Birth, Your Life And Death. You Might Recall All The Rest. Did You Have A Good World When You Died? Enough To Base A Movie On?

The Best Songs Come Unasked For. You Don't Have To Think About Them . . . Summer Is Good For Songs. When It's Real Warm, If You Have A Sense Of Freedom, Not A Lot On Your Mind, And A Feeling There's Plenty Of Time, It Just Seems To Be A Good Climate For Music.