Ring The Bells For The Blind And

You Could Listen To Woody Guthrie Songs And Actually Learn How To Live.

I Was Burned Out From Exhaustion, Buried In The Hail, Poisoned In The Bushes, Blown Out On The Trail; Hunted Like A Crocodile, Ravaged In The Corn, "come In," She Said, "i'll Give Ya Shelter From The Storm."

I Hurt Easy, I Just Don't Show It. You Can Hurt Someone And Not Even Know It.

The Naked Truth Is Still Taboo.

Love Is All There Is, It Makes The World Go Around. Love And Only Love, It Can't Be Denied.