Running Down A Dream... Working On A

I Ain't Really Sure, But It Seems I Remember The Good Times

When You Kill Somebody's Little Sister With A Missile, He's Going To Hate You Forever. And The Next Generation Will Hate You Even More.

God, It's So Painful When Something That's So Close Is Still So Far Out Of Reach.

Every Verse A Diamond, Every Chorus Gold, The Sound Was My Salvation. It Was Only Everything, Before Money Became King.

Some Grow Young, Some Grow Cold...