Deadlines Are Things That We Pass Through

In Your Eyes I See The Doorway To A Thousand Churches.

Everybody Nose Dive, Hold Your Breath, Count To Five. Back Slap, Booby Trap, Cover It Up In Bubble Wrap. Room Shake, Earth Quake, Find A Way To Stay Awake. It's Going To Blow, It's Going To Break, This Is More Than I Can Take.

The Earthly Power Sucks Shadowed Milk From Sleepy Tears Undone, From Nippled Skin As Smooth As Silk The Bugles Blown As One.

Once The Flames Begin To Catch The Wind Will Blow It Higher, Oh Biko, Biko.

People Have The Strength To Overcome Their Bodies. Their Beauty Is In Their Minds.