The Songs Are My Lexicon. I Believe

Passion Is A Young Man's Game. Young People Can Be Passionate. Older People Gotta Be More Wise.

I Was Burned Out From Exhaustion, Buried In The Hail, Poisoned In The Bushes, Blown Out On The Trail; Hunted Like A Crocodile, Ravaged In The Corn, "come In," She Said, "i'll Give Ya Shelter From The Storm."

God Bless You All With Peace, Tranquility And Good Will.

We Have Never Arrived. We Are In A Constant State Of Becoming.

Well, My Daddy, He Didn't Leave Me Much, You Know He Was A Very Simple Man, But What He Did Tell Me Was This, He Did Say, Son, He Said, He Say, You Know It's Possible To Become So Defiled In This World That Your Own Father And Mother Will Abandon You And If That Happens, God Will Always Believe In Your Ability To Mend Your Ways.