You Don't Need A Weatherman To Know

I Find C Major To Be The Key Of Strength, But Also The Key Of Regret. E Major Is The Key Of Confidence. A-flat Major Is The Key Of Renunciation.

Sometimes The Silence Can Be Like Thunder.

Crimson Flames Tied Through My Ears Rolling High And Mighty Traps, Pounced With Fire On Flaming Roads Using Ideas As My Maps.

Truth Is An Arrow And The Gate Is Narrow That It Passes Through.

You Breathed On Me And Made My Life A Richer One To Live, When I Was Deep In Poverty You Taught Me How To Give. Dried The Tears Up From My Dreams And Pulled Me From My Hole, Quenched My Thirst And Satisfied The Burning In My Soul.