There is a girl in New York City who calls herself the human trampoline, and sometimes when I’m falling flying or tumbling in turmoil I say “whoa, so this is what she means!” She means we’re bouncing into Graceland.

And I may be obliged to defend every love, every ending. Or maybe there’s no obligations now. Maybe I’ve a reason to believe we all will be received in Graceland.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HvliMzAFWHM&fmt=18