The nine of heart held his head in his hands
Why was he a nine? He couldn't understand...
She likes girls and she likes boys
But both consider there to be a choice...
Submerged in the echoes
of my parents' love-making...
I tried and tried with all my might
but no matter what I was never worth the fight...
I'm a wildflower growing in a field
That's overgrown with lots of weeds...
God
We are the lampposts in the streets...
This is the tyranny.
This is the fear...
Six billion different souls intertwine -
different ideals and opposed views...
I survived hell
in a world that can't stop...
The rain heavy
The umbrella now alone...
Life is like a never ending maze,
Sometimes people will make the wrong turn...
Travel the back roads of America,
find yourself on a two-lane highway...