She Never Looks At The Ring.

It's The Age Of Reason For The Anarchist.

Take A Lesson From The Trees, Watch The Way They Bend With Each Breeze, Little Victories.

My Walk Had Purpose, My Steps Were Quick And Light, And I Held Firmly To What I Felt Was Right.

I Used Her And She Used Me, But Neither One Cared, We Were Getting Our Share.

Deep In My Soul, I've Been So Lonely, All Of My Hopes Fading Away. I've Longed For Love, Like Everyone Else Does, I Know I'll Keep Searching After Today.