Basically You Have To Suppress Your Own

Once You Think You Know The Song, Then You Have Go And See How Other People Have Done It.

Don't Criticize What You Can't Understand.

We Never Thought We Could Ever Get Old.

Then Take Me Disappearin' Through The Smoke Rings Of My Mind, Down The Foggy Ruins Of Time, Far Past The Frozen Leaves, The Haunted, Frightened Trees, Out To The Windy Beach, Far From The Twisted Reach Of Crazy Sorrow. Yes, To Dance Beneath The Diamond Sky With One Hand Waving Free, Silhouetted By The Sea, Circled By The Circus Sands, With All Memory And Fate Driven Deep Beneath The Waves, Let Me Forget About Today Until Tomorrow.

If You're Not Busy Being Born, You're Busy Dying.