This house is too quiet,
And everything seems so still...

The field is large,
An open valley where 20,000 men fought...

This girl, young and meek,
Wanting joy all her life, not knowing where to...

Wanda Westhare from Zaire--which is nowhere--was...

1st Verse:
There's times when we are together, I don't know...

My stupidity,
Is legendary...

Travelling at five hundred times the speed of...
Cruising in my one-seater, as simple to fly as a...

I sit here with my head hung low,
Burdened with regrets, and a lifetime of tragedies...

I walk along this city-jungle,
I should, by now, be immune to its disease...

The house next door was vacant,
For at least fifty years...

How do you gage decades of remaining at your post...
Seeing the future that all see, but remaining a...

Time moves forward,
There is never a reprieve...