Walking On Water Wasn't Built In A

I'm Not A Beatnik. I'm A Catholic.

Keep It Kickwriting At All Costs Too, That Is, Write Only What Kicks You And Keeps You Overtime Awake From Sheer Mad Joy.

All Day Long Wearing A Hat That Wasn't On My Head

On Soft Spring Nights I'll Stand In The Yard Under The Stars - Something Good Will Come Out Of All Things Yet - And It Will Be Golden And Eternal Just Like That - There's No Need To Say Another Word.

Whither Goest Thou, America, In Thy Shiny Car In The Night?