I am hanging in the balance of a perfect finished plan, like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand.

And I'll know my song well before I start singing

I hurt easy, I just don't show it. You can hurt someone and not even know it.

There ought to be a law about you coming around.

Death to me means nothing as long as I can die fast.

Adulterers in churches and pornography in the schools, you got gangsters in power and lawbreakers making rules. When you gonna wake up?

I was born a long way from where I belong and I am on my way home.