Whistling Tunes We're Kissing Baboons In The

The Rhythm Is Below Me, The Rhythm Of The Heat. The Rhythm Is Around Me, The Rhythm Has Control. The Rhythm Is Inside Me, The Rhythm Has My Soul.

I Think That You Get The Mood Of A Song Stronger If You Get It Right That Way. On The Other Hand, You Put Some Songs Out Live And They Don't Catch Flight. They Just Flop. It Is Hard To Tell Until They Are Out There.

Self-conscious, Uncertain, I'm Showered By The Dust. But The Spirit Enters Into Me And I Submit To Trust.

Letting Go, It's So Hard The Way It's Hurting Now To Get This Love Untied So Tough To Stay With This Thing 'cos If I Follow Through I Face What I Denied I'll Get Those Hooks Out Of Me And I'll Take Out The Hooks That I Sunk Deep In Your Side Kill That Fear Of Emptiness, That Loneliness I Hide.

You Can Blow Out A Candle, But You Can't Blow Out A Fire.