I Can't See Myself Singing The Same

Music Can Save People, But It Can't In The Commercial Way It's Being Used. It's Just Too Much. It's Pollution.

People Talk Of Situations, Read Books, Repeat Quotations.

You Know, The Streets Are Filled With Vipers Who've Lost All Ray Of Hope You Know, It Ain't Even Safe No More In The Palace Of The Pope

There Is A House In New Orleans They Call The Rising Sun, And It's Been The Ruin Of Many A Poor Boy And God I Know I'm One.

My Love ,she Speaks Like Silence, Without Ideals Or Violence. She Doesn't Have To Say She's Faithful, Yet She's True.