Yesterday's Just A Memory, Tomorrow Is Never

I Can Picture The Color Of The Song, Or The Shape Of It, Or Who It Is That I'm Trying To Appeal To, In The Song, And What I'm Trying To, Almost, Reinforce My Feelings For. And I Know That Sounds Sort Of Vague And Abstract, But I've Got A Handle On It When I'm Doing It.

I Am A Restless Soul Hungry Perhaps Wretched.

I'm Not Going To Read Any Of These Magazines. I Mean, Because They've Just Got Too Much To Lose By Printing The Truth. You Know That.

May You Grow Up To Be Righteous, May You Grow Up To Be True. May You Always Know The Truth And See The Lights Surrounding You. May You Always Be Courageous, Stand Upright And Be Strong. May You Stay Forever Young.

Gold Will Never Free Your Father, The Price, My Dear, Is You Instead.