And you read your emily dickinson, And I my robert frost. And we note our place with bookmarkers That measure what weve lost.

People talking without speaking,/ People listening without hearing...Sounds of Silence.

The course of a lifetime runs/over and over again

I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died. If I never loved I never would have cried...I am a rock.

Although I was able to study music with teachers, I never studied lyric writing. I read poetry, and I read other lyricists. But they were never writing in the style or the form that I was interested in.

As soon as your mind knows that it's on and it's supposed to produce some lines, either it doesn't or it produces things that are very predictable. And that's why I say I'm not interested in writing something that I thought about. I'm interested in discovering where my mind wants to go, or what object it wants to pick up.

I get the news I need on the weather report And I have nothing to do today but smile