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The road out would be treacherous, and I didn’t know where it would lead but I followed it anyway. It was a strange world ahead that would unfold, a thunderhead of a world with jagged lightning edges. Many got it wrong and never did get it right. I went straight into it. It was wide open. One thing for sure, not only was it not run by God, but it wasn’t run by the devil either.

The world don't need any more songs... As a matter of fact, if nobody wrote any songs from this day on, the world ain't gonna suffer for it... There's enough songs for people to listen to, if they want to listen to songs. For every man, woman and child on earth, they could be sent, probably, each of them, a hundred songs, and never be repeated... Unless someone's gonna come along with a pure heart and has something to say. That's a different story.

You drink bitter water And you been eating the bread of sorrow You can’t live for today When all you’re ever thinking of is tomorrow The path you’ve endured has been rough When you’ve decided that you’ve had enough, then Ye shall be changed, ye shall be changed In a twinkling of an eye, when the last trumpet blows The dead will arise and burst out of your clothes And ye shall be changed