We Get So Caught Up In What

Not Only Is Your Story Worth Telling, But It Can Be Told In Words So Painstakingly Eloquent That It Becomes A Song.

The Music In His Laughter Had A Way Of Rounding Off The Missing Notes In Her Soul.

Spoiled. That's All It's About - Can't Live Without This, Can't Live Without That. You Can Live Without Anything You Weren't Born With, And You Can Make It Through On Even Half Of That.

In A Contest Between New Technology And Old Ways Of Life, It Is The Traditional Rhythms That Will Hold. Traditional Societies Make Up More Than Two-thirds Of The World, The Two-thirds That Will Not Be Going Online To "save" Time But Will Remain Wedded To The Knowledge That If The Bus Doesn't Come That Day, It Will Come Someday. After All, There Is Nothing But Time.

They All Trying To Say Something With Music That You Can't Say With Plain Talk. There Ain't Really No Words For Love Or Pain. And The Way I See It, Only Fools Go Around Trying To Talk Their Love Or Talk Their Pain. So The Smart People Make Music And You Can Kinda Hear About It Without Them Saying Anything.