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

May you build a ladder to the stars and climb on every rung. May you stay forever young.

You need something to open up a new door, to show you something you seen before but overlooked a hundred times or more

Every brain is civilized, Every nerve is analyzed, Everything is criticized when you are in need.

If you like someone's work, the important thing is to be exposed to everything that person has been exposed to. Anyone who wants to be a songwriter should listen to as much folk music as they can, study the form and structure of stuff that has been around for 100 years.

He swift don't win the race. It goes to the worthy, who can divide the word of truth.

To preach of peace and brotherhood, oh what might be the cost? A man he did it long ago, and they hung him on a cross.