A lone stallion,
Stands on the banks of a mighty river...

In a field of wildflowers
A single rose bush grows...

Laurence Matthews hung himself
After Mabel Johnson died...

My heart is broken,
But still beating...

Brown is the Earth,
Brown is the soil...

Though the night is cold and dark
And the rain is pouring down...

In all history, has there ever been a king who...
Never before has one with such authority loved his...

Soar like an eagle,
Run like the wind...

I am me,
Just me...

Love is like a rose,
A late rose...

The hot African sun
Rises on a brand new day...

Thunder in the distance,
A storm brewing in the night...