Saw my old pal, David Amram, play a wonderful show with John McEuen last night and, as usual, learned more than I ever did in school. Maybe we all have a purpose in life. I'm not sure. Dave, however, exudes joy from the soul.
You put a spinning top on the floor and it only goes in one direction. Maybe I spend too much time, way too much time, worrying about what's wrong. I've got the joy in my soul, too. Oh, you can break my heart now and then and I can worry about global warming. I've got a mission, though, to get love out there. My resume doesn't mention rocket surgery. That's okay. I'm a messenger boy for peace and love and I'm proud of it.