Don't Look Back, You Can Never Look

What Are These Voices Outside Love's Open Door Make Us Throw Off Our Contentment, And Beg For Something More? I'm Learning To Live Without You Now But I Miss You Sometimes The More I Know, The Less I Understand All The Things I Thought I Knew, I'm Learning Again

There Are No Facts, There Is No Truth, Just Data To Be Manipulated.

O' Beautiful, For Spacious Skies But Now Those Skies Are Threatening They're Beating Plowshares Into Swords For This Tired Old Man That We Elected King.

Cause A Man With A Briefcase Can Steal More Money Than Any Man With A Gun.

No Shame, No Solution, No Remorse, No Retribution, Just People Selling T-shirts.