Now I Lay Me Down

The Man Who Sailed Around His Soul From East To West, From Pole To Pole With Ego As His Drunken Captain Greed, The Mutineer, Had Trapped All Reason In The Hold

People Will Always Be Tempted To Wipe Their Feet On Anything With 'welcome' Written On It.

Now That I'm Out And I'm Shouting In Doorways Freed From A Love More Like Murder I Should Be Singing But In Liberation Feel Like A Ship With No Rudder.

Reign Of Blows Cascading Down Upon Your Shoulders Far Too Many Men Dressed Up As Soldiers The Lamb Is Brought To The Ground Under The Weight Of The Crown A Crown Of Thorns And Dark Deeds The Swastika And The Hammer And Sickle Are Symbols That Reap Only Weeds

I'm A Big Kid. I Never Lost My Childlike Appreciation Of Things. Too Many People Lock It Out And Throw Their Toys Away And Say, Okay, I'm Gonna Grow Up And Be Grumpy And Miserable And Not Think About The Magical Side Of Things Anymore -- And I Can't Seem To Stop Doing That.