All I Can Do Is Be Me,

Stay Free Of Petty Jealousies, Live By No Man's Code, And Hold Your Judgment For Yourself, Lest You Wind Up On This Road.

Passion Is A Young Man's Game. Young People Can Be Passionate. Older People Gotta Be More Wise. I Mean, You're Around Awhile, You Leave Certain Things To The Young. Don't Try To Act Like You're Young. You Could Really Hurt Yourself.

Then Take Me Disappearin' Through The Smoke Rings Of My Mind, Down The Foggy Ruins Of Time, Far Past The Frozen Leaves, The Haunted, Frightened Trees, Out To The Windy Beach, Far From The Twisted Reach Of Crazy Sorrow. Yes, To Dance Beneath The Diamond Sky With One Hand Waving Free, Silhouetted By The Sea, Circled By The Circus Sands, With All Memory And Fate Driven Deep Beneath The Waves, Let Me Forget About Today Until Tomorrow.

Fearing Not That I'd Become My Enemy In The Instant That I Preach

The Tree Of Life Is Growing Where The Spirit Never Dies, And The Bright Light Of Salvation Shines In Dark And Empty Skies.