I Started Playing The Trumpet When I

Where The Search For The Truth Is Conducted With A Wink And A Nod And Where Power And Position Are Equated With The Grace Of God These Times Are Famine For The Soul While For The Senses It's A Feast From The Edge Of My Country, As Far As You See, Looking East

I Want To Find Myself A Girl Who Can Show Me What Laughter Means, And We'll Fill In The Missing Numbers In Each Others Paint-by-numbers Dreams.

People Look Around You, The Signs Are Everywhere. You've Left It For Somebody Other Than You To Be The One Who To Care.

It's Not Like I'm Looking To Describe Something That's Only True Of My Own Circumstances. It's Beyond. It's Way Inside, You Know. It's Reaching Inside To Something That You Have In Common With Many.

I've Written Many Extra Verses To Songs That I Learned To Sing - An Extra Verse About A Friend, Or Just Add Some Verse - And That Led To Writing My Own Songs.