In Writing Songs, I've Learned As Much

I Am Hanging In The Balance Of A Perfect Finished Plan, Like Every Sparrow Falling, Like Every Grain Of Sand.

The First Thing I Know, I'm In A Card Game. Then I'm In A Crap Game.

Everything In New Orleans Is A Good Idea.

If I Had Wings, No One Would Ask Me: Should I Fly?

Every Brain Is Civilized, Every Nerve Is Analyzed, Everything Is Criticized When You Are In Need.