So Good To Be Alive When The

America Is Two Mack Trucks Colliding On A Superhighway Because All The Drivers Are On Amphetamines.

The People Who Carried The Burden, Who Marked In Strange Field In Search Of An Answer, And Ended Their Journeys An Unwilling Hero.

The Truest Protest Is Beauty.

Show Me The Prison, Show Me The Jail, Show Me The Prisoner Whose Life Has Gone Stale. And I'll Show You A Young Man With So Many Reasons Why And There, But For Fortune, Go You Or I.

A Protest Song Is A Song That's So Specific That You Cannot Mistake It For Bullshit.