We May Lose And We May Win,

Somewhere Between The Time You Arrive And The Time You Go May Lie A Reason You Were Alive, But You'll Never Know.

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

Rock Me On The Water Sister Will You Soothe My Fevered Brow Rock Me On The Water I'll Get Down To The Sea Somehow

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

I Want To Know What Became Of The Changes We Waited For Love To Bring/were They Only The Fitful Dreams Of Some Greater Awakening?