Ain't It Just Like The Night To

They Say Every Man Needs Protection They Say Every Man Must Fall So, I Swear I See My Reflection Somewhere Inside These Walls... I Shall Be Released.

I Once Loved A Girl, Her Skin It Was Bronze With The Innocence Of A Lamb, She Was Gentle Like A Fawn I Courted Her Proudly But Now She Is Gone Gone As The Season She's Taken

Opportunities May Come Along For You To Convert Something -something That Exists Into Something That Didn't Yet. That Might Be The Beginning Of It. Sometimes You Just Want To Do Things Your Way, Want To See For Yourself What Lies Behind The Misty Curtain. It's Not Like You See Songs Approaching And Invite Them In. It's Not That Easy. You Want To Write Songs That Are Bigger Than Life. You Want To Say Something About Strange Things That Have Happened To You, Strange Things You Have Seen. You Have To Know And Understand Something And Then Go Past The Vernacular.

The More You Act The Further You Get Away From The Truth.

In Another Lifetime She Must Have Owned The World, Or Been Faithfully Wed To Some Righteous King Who Wrote Psalms Beside Moonlit Streams.