An Artist Has Got To

Everyone Of Them Words Rang True And Glowed Like Burning Coal, Pouring Off Every Page Like It Was Written In My Soul From Me To You.

But Now We Got Weapons Of The Chemical Dust If Fire Them We're Forced To Then Fire Them We Must One Push Of The Button And A Shot The World Wide And You Never Ask Questions When God's On Your Side

A Million Faces At My Feet But All I See Are Dark Eyes.

One Should Never Be Where One Does Not Belong.

For Them That Think Death's Honesty Won't Fall Upon Them Naturally Life Sometimes Must Get Lonely.