Death Is There To Keep Us Honest

Through The Years As The Fire Starts To Mellow, Burning Lines In The Book Of Our Lives. Though The Binding Cracks And The Pages Start To Yellow, I'll Be In Love With You.

I Wish I Had More Time To Sit Down And Be A Little Bit More Normal.

Waiting For Wisdom To Open The Cage, We Forged In The Fires Of The Innocent Age.

A Simple Smile, A Tender Touch, Speaks The True Language Of Love.

I'm Not 20 Years Old Any More. I'm Not Gonna Go Out On Quite The Limb I Did.