The Outlet For My Sorrow, That I

I Was Playing In Bands Before High School Even. My First Band I Was In At 14. And We Were Playing Just Beatles.

Through The Years As The Fire Starts To Mellow, Burning Lines In The Book Of Our Lives. Though The Binding Cracks And The Pages Start To Yellow, I'll Be In Love With You.

I May Quit The Music Business Someday, But Never The Music.

Love When You Can, Cry When You Have To, Be Who You Must, That's A Part Of The Plan. Await Your Arrival With Simple Survival, And One Day We'll All Understand.

It's The Chance Of A Lifetime In A Lifetime Of Chance, And It's High Time You Joined In The Dance.