Think! Think And Wonder. Wonder And Think.

My Shoe Is Off. My Foot Is Cold. I Have A Bird I Like To Hold.

With Your Head Full Of Brains And Your Shoes Full Of Feet, You're Too Smart To Go Down Any Not-so-good Street.

Poor Empty Pants With Nobody Inside Them.

I Know It May Seem Small And Insignificant, But It's Not About What It Is, It's About What It Can Become. That's Not A Seed, Any More Than You're Just A Boy.

In The Places I Go There Are Things That I See That I Never Could Spell If I Stopped With The Z.