I Thought That He Was Righteous, But

Too Much Of Nothing Can Turn A Man Into A Liar. It Can Cause One Man To Sleep On Nails And Another To Eat Fire.

Michelangelo Indeed Could Have Carved Out Your Features.

Either I'm Too Sensitive, Or Else I'm Gettin' Soft

Your Mind Is A Your Temple, Keep It Beautiful And Free. Don't Let An Egg Get Laid In It By Something You Can't See.

Let Me Drink From The Waters Where The Mountain Streams Flood Let The Smell Of Wildflowers Flow Free Through My Blood Let Me Sleep In Your Meadows With The Green Grassy Leaves Let Me Walk Down The Highway With My Brother In Peace Let Me Die In My Footsteps Before I Go Down Under The Ground.