Let the dead bury the dead, your time will come.

Oh, time is short and the days are sweet and passion rules the arrow that flies.

Some times I think this whole world Is one big prison yeard Some of us are prisoners The rest of us are guards

If not for you, winter wouldn't hold no spring, couldn't hear a robin sing. I just wouldn't have a clue, if not for you.

Never make it perfect.

My love ,she speaks like silence, without ideals or violence. She doesn't have to say she's faithful, yet she's true.

Ain't no use jiving, ain't no use joking, everything is broken.