You just don't wake up one day and decide that you need to write songs.
He swift don't win the race. It goes to the worthy, who can divide the word of truth.
May your heart always be joyful. May your song always be sung.
It's very tiring having other people tell you how much they dig you if you yourself don't dig you.
Well the book of Leviticus and Deuteronomy, the law of the jungle and the sea are your only teachers.
I can be jubilant one moment and pensive the next, and a cloud could go by and make that happen.