"Really don't mind if you sit this one out.
My words but a whisper, your deafness a SHOUT.
I may make you feel, but I can't make you think.
Your sperm's in the gutter, your love's in the sink."
"Question all unto their ways
And learn the secrets that they hold."
Blues were my favourite colour,
till I looked around and found another song,
that I felt like singing.
The minstrel in the gallery
looked down on the rabbit-run.
And threw away his looking-glass -
saw his face in everyone.
— "Minstrel in the Gallery"
"Life's a long song
But the tune ends too soon for us all."
— "Life Is a Long Song"