America never was America to me And yet I swear this oath - America will be!
The calm, Cool face of the river, Asked me for a kiss
Humor is laughing at what you haven't got when you ought to have it.
Reach Up Your Hand... and take a star.
Everything there is but lovin' leaves a rust on your old soul
Oh, God of Dust and Rainbows, Help us to see That without the dust the rainbow Would not be.