Good intentions can be evil, both hands are full of grease. You know, sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace.

When you got nothin' / You got nothin' to lose.

Disillusioned words like bullets bark as human gods aim for their mark.

Shakespeare's last play was called The Tempest. It wasn't called just plain Tempest. The name of my record is just plain Tempest. It's two different titles.

Thinking of a series of dreams Where the time and the tempo fly And there's no exit in any direction 'Cept the one that you can't see with your eyes

I'll remember you. When I've forgotten all the rest.You to me were true. You to me were the best.

Good and bad, I define these terms, quite clear, no doubt, somehow.