Some say life, will beat you down. Break your heart, and steal your crown. So I started out, from God-knows where. I guess I'll know when I get there.

I'm learning to fly, but I ain't got wings. Coming down is the hardest thing.

I don't wanna end up in a room all alone. Don't want to end up someone I don't even know.

I slept in your treehouse, my middle name is 'Earl'.

No straight lines make up my life; And all my roads have bends; There's no clear-cut beginnings; And so far no dead-ends.

A tremendous stream is flowing toward the ocean, carrying us all along with it; and though like straws and scraps of paper we may at times float aimlessly abou…

Is life worth living? Yes, so long As there is wrong to right, Wail of the weak against the strong, Or tyranny to fight;