It Seems A Long Time Since I Lived Down The Long Road And Through The Woods In The House Where I Grew Up. And Every Morning I Woke Up To The Sunrise Over The Illinois River. Then I Turned Sixteen And Found Out The Sun Rises Nearly As Beautiful Riding The Early Morning Train As The Glow Lights Up Lake Michigan. I Discovered What It Meant To Play Guitar And Sing And Write And Perhaps Played And Sang Too Often And Too Loud For My Aunt And Uncle Who I Lived With At The Time. But By 18 I Was In New York City Where I've Been Ever Since. Now The Sunrise Is The End To A Beautiful Night More Often Than It Is The Start Of A Beautiful Day But That Doesn't Mean I'm Not Still Looking. These Songs Are Fact And Fiction But None Are Lies. Thank You For Listening.