Sundown, Yellow Moon, I Replay The Past

The Only Person You Have To Think About Lying Twice To Is Either Yourself Or To God. The Press Isn't Either Of Them. And I Just Figured They're Irrelevant.

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

People Don't Live Or Die, People Just Float.

Basically You Have To Suppress Your Own Ambitions In Order To Be Who You Need To Be.

People Tell Me It's A Sin, To Know And Feel Too Much Within.