…unknown soldier Lay the tools of the one who for us had died Tools of the carpenter The one they lick The same old sick Dream of their precious savior Kiss them deep And make them weep Over promises of eternal peace The…

…unknown soldier Lay the tools of the one who for us had died Tools of the carpenter The one they lick The same old sick Dream of their precious saviour Kiss them deep And make them weep Over promises of eternal peace The…

…You all like the ocean lives, like summertime, the sea is your thing, all the time, you like to sit at home, waste the days, its still snow, but later in spring, when the birds fly on the beach, you all there the…

…void Wind in the wheat Kiss by a hearth A dead calm winter morn Morning birds and a smile of a stranger Frozen moments in time Little hideaways, the marrow of life Little hideaways for a lonely heart Wind in the wheat…

…Riddler, Riddler ask me why The birds fly free on a mackerel sky Ask me whither goes the winds Whence the endlesstick-tick stream begins Make me guess if the Earth is flat or round Set a quessing if fantasies are…

…Howl of a coyote wakes up a man, A haggard shadow in this wasted land. Vultures rise with the scorching sun. A dry wind blows in a silent town. Some Whiskey to clear his head And some for the brothers who are dead…

…So much farther off than time could reach Today it would be too late So much despair he has bled but will he wither away No one knows that you must keep this Old Man wide awake 'cause no one knows that he could feed our…

…No sun rises today No moon shares it's light Eclipse of soul Growing breach of faith Pierced by bitter deception Chained to the darkness Left to rot Growing breach of faith Left to rot with hate I can't escape from…