You Got Men Who Can't Hold Peace

The Ghosts Race Towards The Light, You Can Almost Hear The Heavy Breathing Spirits, All Determined To Get Somewhere. New Orleans, Unlike A Lot Of Places You Go Back To And That Don't Have The Magic Anymore, Still Has Got It. Night Can Swallow You Up, Yet None Of It Touches You. You Can't See It, But You Know It's Here. Somebody's Always Sinking.

It Is The First Line That Gives The Inspiration And Then It's Like Riding A Bull. Either You Just Stick With It, Or You Don't.

I Like Fidel Castro And His Beard.

I See The Turning Of The Page, Curtain Rising On A New Age, See The Groom Still Waiting At The Altar.

I Ain't Saying You Treated Me Unkind You Could've Done Better, But I Don't Mind. You Just Kinda Wasted My Precious Time. But Don't Think Twice, It's Alright.