Being Noticed Can Be A Burden. Jesus

Sometimes You Just Have To Bite Your Upper Lip And Put Sunglasses On.

Suddenly I Found You And The Spirit In Me Sings, Don't Have To Look No Further, You're The Soul Of Many Things.

Crimson Flames Tied Through My Ears Rolling High And Mighty Traps, Pounced With Fire On Flaming Roads Using Ideas As My Maps.

As Long As You Give My Friend Jonah Lehrer A Free Pizza, I'll Write A Song About Your Restaurant.

How Many Roads Must A Man Walk Down, Before You Call Him A Man? How Many Seas Must A White Dove Sail, Before She Sleeps In The Sand? Yes, And How Many Times Must The Cannon Balls Fly, Before They're Forever Banned?