My Own Thing Is In My Head.

If My Baby Don't Love Me No More, I Know Her Sister Will.

You Have To Forget About What Other People Say, When You're Supposed To Die, Or When You're Supposed To Be Loving. You Have To Forget About All These Things.

We Have Time, There's No Big Rush.

It's Very Far Away/it Takes About A Half A Day To Get There/ If We Travel By-dragonfly.

Definitely, And It's Getting More Spiritual. Pretty Soon I Believe People Will Have To Rely On Music To Get Some Kind Of Peace Of Mind, Or Satisfaction, Or Direction, Actually. More So Than Politics, The Big Ego Scene. You Know It's An Art Of Words... Meaning Nothing. Therefore You Will Have To Get An Earthier Substance, Like Music Or The Arts.