Was A Sunny Day, Not A Cloud

You Sit And You Let Your Fingers Go To Wherever They Are Going To Go. You Wait Until You Start To Hear Something, And You Start To Figure Out What It Is That You're Doing. And Then You Add Another Piece Next To That Piece, And Wait To See If Some Kind Of Pattern Or Something Interesting Starts To Grow, And Then You Cultivate It.

Just Slip Out The Back, Jack, Make A New Plan, Stan, You Don't Need To Be Coy, Roy, Just Get Yourself Free. Hop On The Bus, Gus, You Don't Need To Discuss Much, Just Drop Off The Key, Lee, And Get Yourself Free.

And You Read Your Emily Dickinson, And I My Robert Frost. And We Note Our Place With Bookmarkers That Measure What Weve Lost.

I Was Eating In A Chinese Restaurant Downtown. There Was A Dish Called Mother And Child Reunion. It's Chicken And Eggs. And I Said, I Gotta Use That One.

There Are Two Sorts Of People In The World: Those Who Listen And Those Who Are Thinking About What They Are Going To Say Next.