The Heart Says What Only The Heart

I'd Breed A Little Liberal Army In The Wood, Just Like These Redneck Lunatics I See At The Local Bar With Their Tribe Of Mutant Inbred Piglets.

Sometimes, You've Got To Be In A Place. You're Just Another Guy. You Can Just Blend In. I Live Out In The Wilds Of Nowhere, Out In Jersey. Even There, There's Sometimes Problems. College Students Like Journey Out There And Show Up At 11 O'clock At Night, On My Porch, Looking Into The Door Not Saying Anything. My Wife And I Are Sitting There; It's Really Creepy.

You Can't Ask Me To Explain The Lyrics Because I Won't Do It.

I'd Harbored Hopes That The Intelligence That Once Inhabited Novels Or Films Would Ingest Rock. I Was, Perhaps, Wrong.

I Think It's Important That People Don't Feel Alone.