Youth Sees Too Far To See How

To Some Will Come A Time When Change Itself Is Beauty, If Not Heaven.

Your Dollar Is Your Only Word, / The Wrath Of It Your Only Fear. / You Build It Altars Tall Enough / To Make You See, But Your Are Blind; / You Cannot Leave It Long Enough / To Look Before You Or Behind.

And Thus We All Are Nighing The Truth We Fear To Know: Death Will End Our Crying For Friends That Come And Go.

Youth Sees Too Far To See How Near It Is To Seeing Farther.

I Am Living On Hope And Faith ... A Pretty Good Diet When The Mind Will Receive Them.