Facts all come with points of view.

God save the Queen, cause the tourists are money.

You’ve gotta stand for something, or you’re gonna fall for anything.

When a problem comes along, you must whip it.

Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.

A song will outlive all sermons in the memory.

For the words of the profits are written on the studio wall, concert halls, and echoes of the sounds of salesmen.

Be yourself by yourself. Stay away from me.

You showed me everything was black cause my eyes were closed.

You run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it’s sinking, racing around to come up behind you again. The sun is the same in a relative way, but you’re older, shorter of breath and one day closer to death.