I just know that something good is going to happen. I don't know when, But just saying it could even make it happen.

I still dream of Orgonon. I wake up crying. You're making rain, And you're just in reach, When you and sleep escape me.

On top of the world, Looking over the edge, You could see them coming. You looked too small In their big, black car, To be a threat to the men in power.

Mother stands for comfort. Mother will hide the murderer. Mother hides the madman. Mother will stay mum.

Suffering is never provisional for the man who does not believe in the future.

I was raised on the good book Jesus Till I read between the lines Now I don't believe I ever wanna see the morning

Let us pardon him his hope of a vain apocalypse, and of a second coming in great triumph upon the clouds of heaven. Perhaps these were the errors of others rat…