A Cork Screw To My Heart, Ever

In The Valley Of The Giants Where The Stars And Stripes Explode, The Peaches They Were Sweet And The Milk And Honey Flowed.

I Was Headed For The Fantastic Lights. No Doubt About It. Could It Be That I Was Being Deceived? Not Likely. I Don't Think I Had Enough Imagination To Be Deceived; Had No False Hope, Either. I'd Come From A Long Ways Off And Had Started From A Long Ways Down. But Now Destiny Was About To Manifest Itself. I Felt Like It Was Looking Right At Me And Nobody Else.

As Long As You Give My Friend Jonah Lehrer A Free Pizza, I'll Write A Song About Your Restaurant.

The Dirt Of Gossip Blows Into My Face And The Dust Rumors Cover Me. But If The Arrow Is Straight And The Point Is Slick, It Can Pierce Through Dust No Matter How Thick.

An Artist Has Got To Be Careful Never Really To Arrive At A Place Where He Thinks He's At Somewhere. You Always Have To Realize That You're Constantly In A State Of Becoming. And, As Long As You Can Stay In That Realm You'll Sort Of Be Alright.