Oh, Write Of Me, Not

When You First Entered The Restaurant, I Thought You Were Handsome... And Then, Of Course, You Spoke.

Oh, Write Of Me, Not Died In Bitter Pains, But Emigrated To Another Star!

Art Is A Place Where You Can Be Wild. Kids-all Of Us-need That.

I Think That All Of Us Are 5-year-olds And We Don't Want To Be Embarrassed In The Schoolyard. I've Gone Through Things In My Life. People Say It Must Be So Hard To Do It In The Public Eye, But The Truth Is, When You Go Through Hard Things, It's Just Hard.

All Nights Are Sacred Nights To Make Confession And Resolve And Prayer; All Days Are Sacred Days To Wake New Gladness In The Sunny Air.