You Win The Lasting Laurels With Your

I Have Always Thought Of Myself As A Painter Derailed By Circumstance.

Richard Got Married To A Figure Skater, And He Bought Her A Dishwasher And A Coffee Percolator.

I Sang In Art School, Just To Get Money To Smoke.

Bows And Flows Of Angel Hair And Ice Cream Castles In The Air And Feather Canyons Everywhere, I've Looked At Clouds That Way.

We Are Stardust, We Are Golden And We've Got To Get Ourselves Back To The Garden.