Peace Might Sell, But Who's Buying?

To Love Means You Also Trust.

If It Came Back I Would Be Thrilled. I Would Be Delighted To Write More Songs. I Need Them Now Because I Want To Make An Album And I Have To Depend On Other People's Music, Which I've Done For Years. But Still, It'd Be Really Nice To Be Able To Sprinkle It With My Own.

Only You And I Can Help The Sun Rise Each Coming Morning. If We Don't, It May Drench Itself Out In Sorrow.

Seeing You Sleeping Peacefully On Your Back Among Your Stuffed Ducks, Bears And Basset Hounds, Would Remind Me That No Matter How Good The Next Day Might Be, Certain Moments Were Gone Forever Because We Could Not Go Backwards In Time.

To Sing Is To Love And Affirm, To Fly And To Soar, To Coast Into The Hearts Of The People Who Listen To Tell Them That Life Is To Live, That Love Is There, That Nothing Is A Promise, But That Beauty Exists, And Must Be Hunted For And Found.