Well, I've Been In A Few Car

Isn't It Strange How We Move Out Lives For Another Day? Like Skipping A Beat, What If A Great Wave Should Wash Us All Away?

I Think Making Things That Aren't Necessarily Shiny, Happy Feelings, Putting Them In That Environment Is Sometimes An Easy Way To Deal With The Ugliness. Like, I Know That As A Kid, That I Found - I Think I Learned This A Bit From My Mother - That If I Could Be As Warm Around Strangers, No Matter How Strange Or What Different Environment I Was In, That People Tended To Be Warm Back.

Because Life Is Short But Sweet For Certain

We Have To Be Active About Kindness And About Peace. I've Always Fantasized That It Would Be Great If There Was A Department Of Peace.

Would You Not Like To Be, Sittin' On Top Of The World With Your Legs Hanging Free?