You May Never Understand How The Stranger

They Say That No One's Gonna Play This On The Radio. They Said The Melancholy Blues Were Dead And Gone. But Only Songs Like These Played In Minor Keys, Keep Those Memories Holding On.

We All End In The Ocean. We All Start In The Streams. We're All Carried Along, By The River Of Dreams.

If I Need A Cause For Celebration, Or A Comfort I Can Use To Ease My Mind, I Rely On My Imagination, And I Dream Of An Imaginary Time.

People In Music Lie, But They Don't Expect You To Believe Them. People In Television Actually Expect You To Believe The Lies.

Honesty Is The Best Part Of Any Art Form. If You Don't Have That, You're Kidding Yourself And Your Listener.