You Should Always Take The Best From

It's East To See Without Lookin' Too Far That Not Much Is Really Sacred.

I Am A Restless Soul Hungry Perhaps Wretched.

Take Me Disappearing, Through The Smoke Rings Of My Mind, Down The Foggy Ruins Of Time.

Up North, You Could Find These Radio Stations With No Name On The Dials That Played Pre-rock 'n' Roll Things - Country Blues. We Would Hear Slim Harpo Or Lightnin' Slim And Gospel Groups, The Dixie Hummingbirds, The Five Blind Boys Of Alabama. I Was So Far North, I Didn't Even Know Where Alabama Was.

If There's An Original Thought Out There, I Could Use One Right Now.