Through The Mad Mystic Hammering

How Many Roads Must A Man Walk Down, Before You Call Him A Man? How Many Seas Must A White Dove Sail, Before She Sleeps In The Sand? Yes, And How Many Times Must The Cannon Balls Fly, Before They're Forever Banned?

As I Stepped To The Stage To Pick Up My Degree, And The Locusts Sang Off In The Distance.

Every Day Is The Same Thing Out The Door Feel Further Away Then Ever Before Some Things In Life, It Gets Too Late To Learn Well, I'm Lost Somewhere I Must Have Made A Few Bad Turns

She Speaks With A Stutter And She And She Walks With A Hop. I Don't Know Why I Love Her, But I Just Can't Stop.

Upon Four-legged Forest Clouds The Cowboy Angel Rides