Take Me On A Trip Upon Your

I Saw Guns And Sharp Swords In The Hands Of Young Children.

I've Never Written A Political Song. Songs Can't Save The World. I've Gone Through All That.

Who Killed Davey Moore? Why And What's The Reason For?

The Truth Was Obscure, Too Profound And Too Pure, To Live It You Had To Explode

Every Nerve In My Body Is So Vacant And Numb/i Can't Even Remember What It Was I Came Here To Get Away From/don't Even Hear A Murmur Of A Prayer/it's Not Dark Yet, But It's Getting There.