Leave The Big Door Open, Everyone'll Come

Goodnight Moon. Sweet Dreams. Smile Kindly Upon This Little Blue Gum Ball Of Us While We Sleep.

I Think We Should All Talk To Our Enemies And Talk To Our Friends. Talk! That's The Only Way We'll Find Solutions.

There's A Freedom To Being Young That Is Harder To Come By As Time Goes On.

Look, Here Are We, On This Starry Night Staring Into Space, And I Must Say, I Feel As Small As Dust, Lying Down Here...

I Do Still Get Shocked Every Once In A While When I Catch My Reflection When I'm Walking Past A Glass Building, But It's In My Mind About Getting Older And Finding Out What I'm Going To Look Like As It Unfolds - Or As It Folds, Depending On Where The Marks And Scars Land.