Rainy day people all know there's no sorrow they can't rise above.

See the judge upon the bench who tries the case as best he can, see the wise and wicked ones who feed upon life's sacred fire, see the soldier with his gun who must be dead to be admired.

The house you live in will never fall down, if you pity the stranger who stands at your door.

I had lots of friends who were fighting in Vietnam and I am still friends with veterans of the war.

I once performed The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald to about 15 sea captains. The song was about a ship that broke in half and sank.

The giant neon spinning discs are a reminder of the huge role that Sam Sniderman and his store played in the cultural life of Toronto and I believe they should be preserved and remounted in the interests of our city's heritage.

Does anyone know where the love of God goes when the waves turn the minutes to hours?