The First To Come And The Last

It's Not Like I'm Looking To Describe Something That's Only True Of My Own Circumstances. It's Beyond. It's Way Inside, You Know. It's Reaching Inside To Something That You Have In Common With Many.

I Let Her Do Some Of My Laundry And She Slipped In A Few Meals In Between, And Next Thing I Remember, She Was All Moved In.

I'm Not Sure What I'm Trying To Say, It Could Be That I've Lost My Way.

I Don't Know What Happens When People Die Can't Seem To Grasp It As Hard As I Try It's Like A Song I Can Hear Playing Right In My Ear That I Can't Sing I Can't Help Listening

Where The Search For The Truth Is Conducted With A Wink And A Nod And Where Power And Position Are Equated With The Grace Of God These Times Are Famine For The Soul While For The Senses It's A Feast From The Edge Of My Country, As Far As You See, Looking East