Remembering literature we have read,
Embracing with passion ancient works of art...

Oh reaper of my heart I don't know where to start.
To write about something I don't even understand...

Oh reaper of my heart, can’t you feel my...
To soothe your restless soul...

The freedom she only dreamed of became a reality...
She became a new creature in Jesus she experienced...

When I was young my thoughts were all fresh
Innocent with no sins of the flesh...

As we look for reason or rhyme
in the foggy seasons of time...

You can have reason and rhyme
But neither of them all of the time...

You may assume we are joking, as we assume you pay...
May we assume you grow weary of listening to all...

I know a lovely lady named Reba
Who never treated me like an amoeba...

The first shall be last, and the last first
Where true passion quenches our thirst...

When we take the best from a tragic situation
we can often have a sense of reconciliation...

Let me tell you a little story about a man named...
A poor ole red neck barely kept his family fed...