Laughing And Crying, You Know It's The

You've Got To Shake Your Fists At Lightning Now, You've Got To Roar Like Forest Fire You've Got To Spread Your Light Like Blazes All Across The Sky They're Going To Aim The Hoses On You, Show 'em You Won't Expire Not Till You Burn Up Every Passion, Not Even When You Die Come On Now, You've Got To Try, If You're Feeling Contempt, Well Then You Tell It If You're Tired Of The Silent Night, Jesus, Well Then You Yell It Condemned To Wires And Hammers, Strike Every Chord That You Feel That Broken Trees And Elephant Ivories Conceal

I Certainly Don't Want To Be An Angry Old Artist.

I See The Entire World As Eden, And Every Time You Take An Inch Of It Away, You Must Do So With Respect.

Let Light Hearts Remake Us.

Eventually, With Success, I Started To Feel More And More Isolated - Like I Didn't Have A Community Of Artists.