When the earth was still so young
And no one could understand
The trees still touched the sky
And man and nature walked hand in hand

A child did not grow
Without the wisdom to know
That a man did not come
From the meat he brought back home

Great spirits hear our cry
Open our eyes and our minds
Take our hands and
Show us where our people lived before
Teach us all of your ways
Take us back to warmer days
Give us wings like eagles
And let us soar

May we Teach our children
To look deeper than the mirror
So that they will know
The blood that flows within our veins

Give our tongues the wisdom
To teach them right from wrong
And grant our body's the food
Which keeps us strong

Great spirits hear our cry
Open our eyes and our minds
Take our hands and
Show us where our people lived before
Teach us all of your ways
Take us back to warmer days
Give us wings like eagles
And let us soar

Great Spirits let us soar

There's still good to be had in this world if one only remembers to search for it.

The constant shrieks-each syllable overlapping one another, aiding to the utter horror of which their eyes have seen. A stream of red trickles down that lowly alleyway. And the victim still, who's eyes have seen all things, keeps her secrets well in death. And the blood! The blood itself has an empty accusing stare at the very assailant standing idly by within the crowd. I do not see his face, though a man stands beside me with his collar upright and his brim pulled well over his brows, keeping his secrets in the lining of his pockets,  twixt the stitches in the seams. The man is gone without a trace leaving only a letter behind without so much washing the blood from his hands, his skin stained with his own heinous misdeed. It seems this Jack has vanished into the night, a prowling beast who stalks its prey. Is he man or devil? Is he? Are they?

Turn your gaze
To warmer days
Alas! Winter is dawning fast.
Perhaps memories
Shall keep you warm
From yesterday and summers past.

Should your candle flicker
And your heart grow worn
And the sun forbids to show its face,
Then I hope you should recall
A familiar smile in a warmer place.

I know when it's not worth the fight
We've had this talk a thousand times
Its time to read between between the lines
It's over girl it's over

It's nothing that anyone did
It's just something God forbid
And the emotions that kept themselves hid
Took over yeah they took over

I don't know why it's so hard
To say goodbye when we didn't even start
I know its not fair but it's too much to bear
When we break each other's hearts


Is it all for one
Or more one for all
And we've taken the fall
And we'll hit the ground sooner or later
Is it all for one
Are you the one for me
I guess in the end we'll see
When it comes to something that glitters
It's always one for all

I've read this over a thousand times
I thought by now I'd realize
There's nothing left to change our minds
It's over over

I never saw an end in sight
I never woke up crying in the night
I guess I'll try with all my might
To get through it through it

You're like a bad dream
And I make you wanna  scream
We're really no good for ourselves
We'll never be free when it's you and me
Holding the key to each others cells


Is it all for one
Or more one for all
And we've taken the fall
And we'll hit the ground sooner or later
Is it all for one
Are you the one for me
I guess in the end we'll see
When it comes to something that glitters
It's always one for all

There was a house down the street
When I was a little boy
My father told me,
"Son you'll find God there"

I always thought that he lived in the clouds
Now I know what he meant
In the eyes of a lonely woman
Who had no family that came and went

But she talked with Jesus every day
Over coffee and water or tea
And he was there to hold her hand
When she could no longer see

Yeah she talked with Jesus every day
Until he took her home to the shore
Now she walks with Jesus every day
And she's never lonely anymore

I remember when she died
And we walked up the street
The family was there from miles around
And my father said she was very sweet

Poor woman caught fire one night
And the burns wouldn't go away
And I was too young to understand
Who the man was in her house that day

But she talked with Jesus every day
Over coffee and water or tea
And he was there to hold her hand
When she could no longer see

Yeah she talked with Jesus every day
Until he took her home to the shore
Now she walks with Jesus every day
And she's never lonely anymore

Many "wise men" lead lives of secret stupidity.