The Rifleman's Stalking The Sick And The

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?

Everybody Has Their Own Idea Of What's A Poet. Robert Frost, President Johnson, T.s.eliot, Rudolf Valentino - They're All Poets. I Like To Think Of Myself As The One Who Carries The Light Bulb.

They Like To Take All This Money From Sin, Build Big Universities To Study In, Sing Amazing Grace All The Way To The Swiss Banks.

It Goes Back To The Destiny Thing.i Made A Bargain With It, You Know, A Long Time Ago. And I'm Holding Up My End.

I'll Stand Over Your Grave 'til I'm Sure That You're Dead.