Indecision May Or May Not Be My

Indecision May Or May Not Be My Problem.

Songwriters Write Songs, But They Really Belong To The Listener.

If I Don't Die By Thursday, I'll Be Roaring Friday Night.

They Send You Off To College, Try To Gain A Little Knowledge, But All You Want To Do Is Learn How To Score.

Grief Is Like The Wake Behind A Boat. It Starts Out As A Huge Wave That Follows Close Behind You And Is Big Enough To Swamp And Drown You If You Suddenly Stop Moving Forward. But If You Do Keep Moving, The Big Wake Will Eventually Dissipate. And After A Long Time, The Waters Of Your Life Get Calm Again, And That Is When The Memories Of Those Who Have Left Begin To Shine As Bright And As Enduring As The Stars Above.