Let The Rain Sing You A Lullaby.

Gather Quickly Out Of Darkness All The Songs You Know And Throw Them At The Sun Before They Melt Like Snow.

Oh, God Of Dust And Rainbows, Help Us To See That Without The Dust The Rainbow Would Not Be.

O, Let My Land Be A Land Where Liberty Is Crowned With No False Patriotic Wreath, But Opportunity Is Real, And Life Is Free, Equality Is In The Air We Breathe.

Frosting Freedom Is Just Frosting On Somebody Else's Cake-- And So Must Be Till We Learn How To Bake.

To Some People Love Is Given, To Others Only Heaven.