Truth Is An Arrow And The Gate

You Were Born With A Snake In Both Of Your Fists While A Hurricane Was Blowing.

And I’ll Tell It And Think It And Speak It And Breathe It And Reflect It From The Mountain So All Souls Can See It Then I’ll Stand On The Ocean Until I Start Sinkin’ But I’ll Know My Song Well Before I Start Singin

Your Heart Is Like The Ocean, Mysterious And Dark.

Every Pleasure's Got An Edge Of Pain, Pay Your Ticket And Don't Complain

He Swift Don't Win The Race. It Goes To The Worthy, Who Can Divide The Word Of Truth.