Give Form To The Passing World. Freeways

There's The Know. And There's The Unknown. And What Separates The Two Is The Door, And That's What I Wanta Be. Ahh Wanna Be Th' Dooooooooorrr...

Out Here On The Perimeter There Are No Stars. Out Here We Is Stoned. Immaculate.

We Could Plan A Murder Or Start A Religion.

When You Make Your Peace With Authority, You Become Authority.

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.