The truth was obscure, Too profound and too pure, To live it you had to explode

What looks large from a distance, close up ain’t never that big.

In another lifetime she must have owned the world, or been faithfully wed to some righteous king who wrote psalms beside moonlit streams.

Last night I danced with a stranger, but she just reminded me you were the one.

I've never been able to understand the seriousness of it all, the seriousness of pride. People talk, act, live as if they're never going to die. And what do they leave behind? Nothing. Nothing but a mask.

How can the life of such a man be in the palm of some fools hand?

My favorite politician was Arizona Senator Barry Goldwater, who reminded me of Tom Mix, and there wasn't any way to explain that to anybody.