Nor is it strange That after changes upon changes, we are more or less the same

You sit and you let your fingers go to wherever they are going to go. You wait until you start to hear something, and you start to figure out what it is that you're doing. And then you add another piece next to that piece, and wait to see if some kind of pattern or something interesting starts to grow, and then you cultivate it.

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

I've got a reason to believe we all be received in Graceland, Graceland, Memphis Tennessee.

Just slip out the back, Jack, make a new plan, Stan, you don't need to be coy, Roy, just get yourself free. Hop on the bus, Gus, you don't need to discuss much, just drop off the key, Lee, and get yourself free.

She said a good day ain't got no rain She said a bad day is when I lie in the bed And I think of things that might have been

The leaves that are green turn to brown. And they wither with the wind. And they crumble in your hand.