A Boy Who Won't Stand

Quiet Is Turning Down The Volume Knob On Life.

A Man Who Has No Conscience, No Goodness, Does Not Suffer.

People Say That Eyes Are Windows To The Soul.

If Culture Was A House, Then Language Was The Key To The Front Door, [and] To All Rooms Inside.

They Tell Me I Must Wade Into Waters, Where I Will Soon Drown. Before I March In, I Leave This On The Shore For You. I Pray You Find It, Sister, So You Will Know What Was In My Heart As I Went Under.