Toward another, he has gone To breathe an air beyond his own.

He lies in an empty room With his hair burnt to the back It sure sounds funny When you say his name like that.

He rocked the United States by flying all over the country and playing that rock and roll He is a good singer He is my rock star

He gathered up his loved ones And he brought them all around To say, 'Goodbye, nice try.'

And gain is gain, however small.

'Real poverty is less a state of income than a state of mind.'

'...by association with natures enormities, a man's heart may truly grow big also. There is a way of looking upon a landscape as a moving picture and being sat…