This journey that everyone is on, how's it going? I suppose we do all have excuses for our quirks. I'm relying on the sweet music to get me through.
When I spend too much time worrying about Elvis' happiness or Bill Haley's demons I realize quickly that nothing is going to pave any road to Utopia. That was just a Crosby- Hope movie.
I'm just hoping to do all my burning while I'm here.
Nobody hurts anybody else on purpose. I'm sure of that. If love weren't so very complicated we would only have Shake, Rattle and Roll. Hey, that doesn't sound so bad.