Falling arrows
of the Indian braves
fighting for the land
that was rightfully theirs
...
An innocent man
lies his head down to rest
not wanting to wake
to the morning sun
...
From bar to bar
I play my life story
to the crowd
...
A picture of hope
in dreams of peace
A picture of peace
in hopes and dreams
...
A policeman stands
knowing his lies
have just destroyed
a life
...
Slayers of happy thoughts
Slayers of free will
People who just wait
for you to have a fall
...
I hear the angels calling
I hear their songs of peace
They are calling me
to the land of hope and glory
...
I looked
out of the window of time
where I once saw my mothers eyes
...
Look at me
See the butterflies fly away
See the world in my eyes
...
In a life of pain and wonder
nothing is what it seems
everything is shrouded by mystery
like a man not wanting to be found
...