Because Life Is Short But Sweet For

I Swear By Now I'm Playing Time Against My Troubles I'm Coming Slow But Speeding

I Found There's A Fairly Blatant Racism In America That's Already There, And I Don't Think I Noticed It When I Lived Here As A Kid. But When I Went Back To South Africa, And Then It's Sort Of Thrust In Your Face, And Then Came Back Here - I Just See It Everywhere.

Nothing Is Here To Stay Everything Has To Begin And End A Ship In A Bottle Won't Sail All We Can Do Is Dream That The Wind Will Blow Us Across The Water A Ship In A Bottle Set Sail

Move Into Kiss Those Sweet Sugar Lips, Baby Looks Just Like Love.

The Idea That We're Somehow Centrally Important To The Planet's Existence Is Pretty Comical - Although I'd Like Us To Be.