There Were Only A Few Seats Left

In This Age Of Fiberglass, I'm Searching For A Gem.

To Preach Of Peace And Brotherhood, Oh What Might Be The Cost? A Man He Did It Long Ago, And They Hung Him On A Cross.

Gates Appeal To Me Because Of The Negative Space They Allow. They Can Be Closed But At The Same Time They Allow The Seasons And Breezes To Enter And Flow. They Can Shut You Out Or Shut You In. And In Some Ways There Is No Difference.

One Should Never Be Where One Does Not Belong.

You're Gonna Have To Serve Somebody; Well, It May Be The Devil, Or It May Be The Lord, But You're Gonna Have To Serve Somebody.