No Shame, No Solution, No

I'm Blessed With A Pretty Good Voice. So Just Sitting Back There Banging On The Tubs Wasn't Enough.

For Every Moment Of Joy Every Hour Of Fear For Every Winding Road That Brought Me Here For Every Breath, For Every Day Of Living This Is My Thanksgiving

Some Records With Drum Machines On Them Sound Phony And Plastic. It All Depends On How You Use The Tools.

No Shame, No Solution, No Remorse, No Retribution, Just People Selling T-shirts.

There Is Not Wrong, There Is No Right, And I Will Sleep Very Well Tonight.