Quickly your face contorts.
Moving around the warts...

People fill the pews
Just to hear the news...

Come young warrior, to the lands of old,
A place of which many a story has been told...

As I lie in this bed
I heard sounds and they hurt me...

The light of this day seems to grow dim,
For I know that my heart yearns for you...

I look in the mirror
And what do I see...

I’ve been away for way too long.
Coming back to where I belong...

Feel better my love.
Soar like a newly freed dove...

Take your parents’ loving hands
And go willingly to the pool...

The prettiest gun ever seen,
The greatest weapon that had ever been...

I’m walking and I’m crying,
My heart is almost done dying...

A boy with passion so powerful
That his heart burned...