All about a human being is, it's a great big hoping machine.
If you walk across my camera I will flash the world your story.
The world is filled with people who are no longer needed -- and who try to make slaves of all of us -- and they have their music and we have ours.
This land is your land, this land is my land
This land is made for you and me.
The note of hope is the only note that can help us or save us from falling to the bottom of the heap of evolution, because, largely, about all a human being is, anyway, is just a hoping machine.