Anything to clean up the Clarion River, I?m all for it.

There hasn't been the clarion call to get up and boogie.

Everyone's always making fun of him and calling him crazy behind his back, but I can kind of understand how someone would end up that way. I mean, if no one ever pays attention to you telling the truth, then it probably makes sense to try lying for a change.

It looks like a soft-tissue injury, a badly bruised muscle.

This river runs clean almost all year long. If it takes two days of rain to dirty it up, it takes two days to clear.

So there are no more words and all is ended The timbrel is stilled, the clarion laid away And love with streaming hair goes unattended Back to the loneliness of yesterday