Shades of gray
Hate influence
A constant truth
Put into effect
The
question
On a dead friends face
The tragic
Stance he used to fake
Passed away
for circumstance
A forced exit out of
Innocence
The right to choose
Stays
in her head
Systematic ignorance
A politician's
Hand in your
pants
Searching
For what he don't have
Creating new
obscenities
Harassed
And broken down and in
An eye towards
Eternity
A
passing glance
And half a chance
At sanity
Shows you
Things... they get
away
It's all we can do
To ride it on through
No one
Leaves the
caravan
Feel the signs
The jazz... the band
Affection
For a certain
time
A haze of mid-life
Drunkenness
You're crucified for what
Your art
says
If art is
God... true art has left
