It's The Ropes And The Reins, And

You Know A Dream Is Like A River Ever Changing As It Flows. And A Dreamer's Just A Vessel That Must Follow Where It Goes. Trying To Learn From What's Behind You And Never Knowing What's In Store Makes Each Day A Constant Battle Just To Stay Between The Shores.

Someday In Heaven, When The Angels All Sing, Well, These Rags That I'm Wearing Will Be Fit For A King.

What Comes From A Book Is Knowledge. What Comes From The Heart Is Wisdom.

I'm Much Too Young To Feel This Damn Old.

I Think In Between Where You Are And Where You Want To Be Is A Sea Of Reasons Why You Can't Get There.