It Just Seems To Useless To Have

There Was No Use Pretending, No Magic Left To Hear, All The Music Gave Me Was A Craving For Lite Beer.

Gonna Wind It Up On My Guitar. Gonna Make That Silver Sing.

You Need Eagles Wings To Get Over Things That Make No Sense In This World.

I Ain't Really Sure, But It Seems I Remember The Good Times

I'm Not Any Happier Anywhere Than When I'm In The Studio. I'm Over The Moon About It. It Keeps Me Young, It Keeps Me Feeling Like I Have Some Purpose.