How Prone To Doubt, How Cautious Are

Take Thou Thy Arms And Come With Me, For We Must Quit Ourselves Like Men, And Strive To Air Our Cause, Although We Be But Two. Great Is The Strength Of Feeble Arms Combined, And We Can Combat Even With The Brave.

As Leaves On The Trees, Such Is The Life Of Man.

The Long Historian Of My Country's Woes.

This Is The Way I've Always Thought It Should Be. We've Always Blamed Ourselves, But I Guess We Know What Cylinder Wasn't Firing!

Why, You Could Wake Up Dead Tomorrow