Some People Seem To Fade Away But

There's Not Even Room Enough To Be Anywhere/it's Not Dark Yet, But It's Getting There.../i Was Born Here And I'll Die Here Against My Will/i Know It Looks Like I'm Moving, But I'm Standing Still.

People Have Different Emotional Levels. Especially When You're Young.

Oh, God Said To Abraham, "kill Me A Son" Abe Said, "man, You Must Be Puttin' Me On" God Said, "no" Abe Say, "what?" God Say, "you Can Do What You Want, Abe, But The Next Time You See Me Comin', You Better Run" Well, Abe Said, "where D'you Want This Killin' Done?" God Said, "out On Highway 61".

Behind Every Beautiful Thing, There's Some Kind Of Pain.

Mama, Put My Guns In The Ground, I Can't Shoot Them Anymore. That Long Black Cloud Is Coming Down.