I Think That People Who Can't Believe

My Parents Think I'm Better Under Pressure.

Standin' On A Corner In Winslow, Arizona, And I'm Quite Sure I'm In The Wrong Song.

Healing For Me Is Being Able To Sit Next To The Butcher And Say 'yes, I’m Sitting Next To The Butcher Now,' Instead Of Saying 'there Is No Butcher'.

What Do You Plan To Do With All Your Freedom?

Baker, Baker, Can You Explain, If Truly His Heart Was Made Of Icing.