While The Sun God Will May Your

I Am, I Cried. I Am, I Said. And I Am Lost.

I Followed All Life's Pleasures Wherever They Would Lead, But Someone I Can Treasure Is All I Really Need.

I Fell In Love With Folk Music At Surprise Lake Camp. It Was The Songs Of Woody Guthrie And The Weavers.

Song Sung Blue Took A Lot Of Compressing And Refining, And It Has One Of My Favorite Lyrics.

I've Always Thought Of Music As Something Which Gives The Words Their Flight And Their Wings And The Music Often Comes First, Although Sometimes I'll Have A Concept, A Title Idea, A Lyric Idea That I Want To Write And The Lyric Will Come First.