Standing on a street corner waiting for no one is power.

But when the conquered spirit breaks free And indicates a new light Who'll take care of the cats?

I feel capitol punishment is dooming U.S.A.

Spirit is Life. It flows thru the death of me endlessly like a river unafraid of becoming the sea.

The lucky thing was that I was Italian; when the other Italians saw me fight back, they came to my defence.

I learned life were no dream I learned truth deceived Man is not God Life is a century Death an instant

The fall of man stands a lie before Beethoven, a truth before Hitler.