All Our Lives We Sweat And Save,

The Human Race Was Dying Out Noone Left To Scream N Shout People Living On The Moon Smog Will Get You Pretty Soon Ship Of Fools

Choose The Day And Choose The Sign Of Your Day! The Day's Divinity! First Thing You See!!

[...] My Wild Words Slip Into Fusion And Risk Losing The Solid Ground. So Stranger, Get Wilder Still. Probe The Highlands.

Where Are The Feasts We Were Promised? Where Is The Wine, The New Wine, Dying On The Vine.

I Like To Let Each Thing Happen - Direct It A Little Consciously, Maybe - But Just Kind Of Follow The Vibrations I Get In Each Particular Circumstance. We Don't Plan Theatrics. We Hardly Ever Know Which Set We'll Play.