Once I Had Defined Myself As A

Look In, Look The Storm In The Eye. Look Out, To The Sea And The Sky. Look Around, At The Sight And Sound. Look In, Look Out, Look Around.

Lessons Taught But Never Learned, All Around Us Anger Burns. Guide The Future By The Past. Long Ago The Mould Was Cast.

Each Of Us A Cell Of Awareness Imperfect And Incomplete Genetic Blends With Uncertain Ends On A Fortune Hunt That's Far Too Fleet

I Love Jokes As Much As Anyone, But I Don't Want To Hear My Snail Jokes Every Day. But I Might Want To Hear A Good Song Every Day.

I'm Still No Good At Ball-and-stick Games. If I Go Play Golf With The Guys, It's Intended To Be A Joke.