To Me, Freedom Entitles You To Do

When I Was A Kid I Would Much Rather Have Been A Good Baseball Player Or A Hit With The Girls, But I Couldn't Play Ball. I Couldn't Dance. Luckily, The Girls Didn't Want Me. Not Much I Could Do About That. So I Started To Draw And To Write By The Time I Got To Where I Was Attracting Girls, I Was Already Into Work, And It Was More Important To Me. Not That I Wouldn't Rather Make Love, But The Work Has Become A Habit.

Tell Me I'm Clever, Tell Me I'm Kind, Tell Me I'm Talented, Tell Me I'm Cute, Tell Me I'm Sensitive, Graceful And Wise, Tell Me I'm Perfect - But Tell Me The Truth.

An Oak Tree And A Rosebush Grew, Young And Green Together, Talking The Talk Of Growing Things- Wind And Water And Weather. And While The Rosebush Sweetly Bloomed The Oak Tree Grew So High That Now It Spoke Of Newer Things- Eagles, Mountain Peaks And Sky. "i Guess You Think You're Pretty Great," The Rose Was Heard To Cry, Screaming As Loud As It Possibly Could To The Treetop In The Sky. "and Now You Have No Time For Flower Talk, Now That You've Grown So Tall." "it's Not So Much That I've Grown," Said The Tree, "it's Just That You've Stayed So Small.

Alice She Drank From A Bottle Called Drink Me And She Grew So Tall, She Ate From A Plate Called Taste Me And Down She Shrank So Small. And So She Changed, While Other Folks Never Tried Nothin' At All.

This Bridge Will Take You Halfway There - The Last Few Steps You Will Have To Take Yourself.