I'm Not A Folk-singer. I Just Sing

I Had Ambitions To Set Out And Find, Like An Odyssey Or Going Home Somewhere, Set Out To Find This Home That I'd Left A While Back And Couldn't Remember Exactly Where It Was, But I Was On My Way There. And Encountering What I Encountered On The Way Was How I Envisioned It All. I Didn't Really Have Any Ambition At All. I Was Born Very Far From Where I'm Supposed To Be, And So, I'm On My Way Home, You Know?

One Who Sings With His Tongue On Fire, Gargles In The Rat Race Choir.

There's No Liquor In The Land That Can Stop Your Brain From Bleedin

Black Is The Color And None Is The Number

Aretha With No Goals, Eternally Single & One Step Soft Of Heaven/ Let It Be Understood That She Owns This Melody Along With Her Emotional Diplomats & Her Earth & Her Musical Secrets