You measure peace with guns, progress in megatons. Who's left when the war is won?

I'm sensitive, you know, about some things, and as some of my partners could attest to, incredibly insensitive.

Very often it's really inconvenient - who you fall in love with. You can't really control it.

I've written many extra verses to songs that I learned to sing - an extra verse about a friend, or just add some verse - and that led to writing my own songs.

And while the future's there for anyone to change, still you know it's seems, It would be easier sometimes to change the past.

Somewhere between the time you arrive and the time you go may lie a reason you were alive, but you'll never know.

The high ideals and promises you once dressed the future in are dancing in the embers with the wind.