By his bullets, spreads fear within,
Cold fragments of oppression...

I'll rewrite it till it's perfect
Even if it has to be reworded...

(Dedicated to the Firemen, Policemen and civilians...
In just moments...

You should never say what you may regret;
Always be remembered for the good that you meant...

A small boy, skates around the rink;
With his stick and a puck, and begin to think...

Imagine a star that doesn't shine;
Or a song which doesn't rhyme...

I've seen flowers bloom in the bed of sand;
I've seen the wicked purified in the promised...

If I could sleep
and share every dream with you...