Death To Me Means Nothing As Long

It's Like My Whole Life Never Happened, When I See You, It's As If I Never Had A Thought. I Know This Dream, It Might Be Crazy, But It's The Only One I've Got.

Night Can Swallow You Up, Yet None Of It Touches You. Around Any Corner, There's A Promise Of Something Daring And Ideal And Things Are Just Getting Going. There's Something Obscenely Joyful Behind Every Door, Either That Or Somebody Crying With Their Head In In Their Hands. A Lazy Rhythm Looms In The Dreamy Air And The Atmosphere Pulsates With Bygone Duels, Past-life Romance, Comrades Requesting Comrades To Aid Them In Some Way. You Can't See It, But You Know It's There

To Preach Of Peace And Brotherhood, Oh What Might Be The Cost? A Man He Did It Long Ago, And They Hung Him On A Cross.

How Many Times Must A Man Look Up, Before He Can See The Sky?

People Think They Know Me From My Songs. But My Repertoire Of Songs Is So Wide-ranging That You'd Have To Be A Madman To Figure Out The Characteristics Of The Person Who Wrote All Those Songs.