Look At The Sun Sinkin' Like A

Sometimes I'm Thinkin' I'm Too High To Fall Other Times I'm Thinkin' I'm So Low I Don't Know If I Can Come Up At All

Lay Down The Song You Strum, And Rest Yourself 'neath The Strength Of Strings No Voice Can Hope To Hum.

Let Us Not Talk Falsely Now, The Hour Is Getting Late.

Music Attracts The Angels In The Universe.

How Many Times Must A Man Look Up Before He Can See The Sky? Yes, 'n' How Many Ears Must One Man Have Before He Can Hear People Cry? Yes, 'n' How Many Deaths Will It Take Till He Knows That Too Many People Have Died? The Answer, My Friend, Is Blowin' In The Wind, The Answer Is Blowin' In The Wind.