“Fear is like the wilderland - Stepping stones or sinking sand ”

“There's a man who's been out sailingIn a decade full of dreamsAnd he takes her to a schoonerAnd he treats her like a queenBearing beads from CaliforniaWith their amber stones and greenHe has called her from the harborHe has kissed her with his freedomHe has heard her off to starboardIn the breaking and the breathingOf the water weedsWhile she was busy being free”

“We love our lovin'....but not like we love our freedom.”

“I met a womanShe had a mouth like yoursShe knew your lifeShe knew your devils and your deedsAnd she said"Go to him, stay with him if you canBut be prepared to bleed”

“Oh you're in my blood like holy wineYou taste so bitter and so sweetOh I could drink a case of you darlingAnd I would still be on my feetOh I would still be on my feet”

“You've got to shake your fists at lightning now, you've got to roar like forest fireYou've got to spread your light like blazes all across the skyThey're going to aim the hoses on you, show 'em you won't expireNot till you burn up every passion, not even when you dieCome on now, you've got to try, if you're feeling contempt, well then you tell itIf you're tired of the silent night, Jesus, well then you yell itCondemned to wires and hammers, strike every chord that you feelThat broken trees and elephant ivories conceal”

“So many things I would have done, but clouds got in my way.”