Without love in a dream it will never come true

Crippled but free, I was blind all the time I was learning to see.

In wickedness of pride is lost the light to understand how little grace is earned and how much given.

But I would rather be with you, somewhere in San Francisco on a back porch in July, just looking up to Heaven, at this crescent in the sky

When I was just a little young boy, Papa said Son, you'll never get far, I'll tell you the reason if you want to know, 'cause child of mine, there isn't really very far to go.

When you get ready to vote, make sure you know what you are doing.

There are times when you get hit upon, Try hard but you cannot give. Other times you'd gladly part, With what you need to live