I Grew Up Reading Shakespeare And Mark

No Matter How Close To Yours Another's Steps Have Grown, In The End There Is One Dance You'll Do Alone.

Caught Between The Longing For Love, And The Struggle For The Legal Tender, Where The Sirens Sing And The Church Bells Ring, And The Junk Man Pounds His Fender. Where The Veterans Dream Of The Fight, Fast Asleep At The Traffic Light, And The Children Solemnly Wait For The Ice Cream Vendor.

And While The Future's There For Anyone To Change, Still You Know It's Seems, It Would Be Easier Sometimes To Change The Past.

I've Also Gotten To Play In Front Of A Million People In Central Park When There Was A Grass Roots Movement Calling For Nuclear Disarmament - It Was About 1982 - They Called It Peace Sunday.

Like, What Is The Least Often Heard Sentence In The English Language? That Would Be: Say, Isn't That The Banjo Player's Porsche Parked Outside?