Life Goes On, End Of Tunnel, Tv

People In Every Direction No Words Exchanged No Time To Exchange And All The Little Ants Are Marching Red And Black Antennas Waving They All Do It The Same We All Do It The Same Way

When I Was A Kid Growing Up In New York, I Was Pretty Unaware Of Racism. I Think When We're Young - Before We Lose Our Innocence - We're Sort Of Unaware Of The More Flawed Qualities Of Each Other.

When I Don't Say A Word And You Know Exactly What I Mean.

Sitting Still As Stone Watching - Watching People Walking By You Wondering Why No One Ever Stops To Talk Or Thinks About It - If They Ever Did

A Friend Is Always Good To Have, But A Lover's Kiss Is Better Than Angels Raining Down On Me.