May Everyone Live, And May Everyone Die.

I Couldn't Feel So I Learned To Touch.

Pay Attention To The Cracks, Because That's Where The Light Gets In.

Suffering, Violent Suffering, Seems To Be Something That Corresponds With Something That We Experience.

You Can Say That I've Grown Bitter But Of This You Can Be Sure. The Rich Have Get Their Channels In The Bedrooms Of The Poor. And There's A Mighty Judgement Coming But I May Be Wrong.

Yes, You Who Must Leave Everything That You Cannot Control, It Begins With Your Family, And Soon It Comes Round To Your Soul. Well I've Been Where You're Hanging, I Think I Can See How You're Pinned: When You're Not Feeling Holy Your Loneliness Says That You've Sinned.