Times are far between,

and few I bet,
when we can look upon our lives
without regret.
Of all the things I have done,
you think I'm proud
of everyone
without exception?
'Till you make your peace with yesterday,
you'll never build a future.
I swear by what I say.
Whatever penance you do,
decide what it's worth to you
and then respect it.
However long it will take
to weather your mistakes,
why not accept it?
My hands, for now, are tied.
I'm a body frozen.
I'm a will that's paralyzed.
When will you ever set aside your pain and misery?
No matter how I beg,
no matter how I wish or plead,
you'll never be more than alive.
You'll never do more than survive
until you expect it.
Do you want to build a
world with our lives?
You better soon decide
or you can forget it.
My hands, for now, are tied.
I'm a body frozen.
I'm a will that's paralyzed.
'Till you drop that heavy baggage
you're dragging behind,
there won't be room
for us to both go this ride.


In the quiet morning 

There was much despair
And in the hours that followed
No one could repair

That poor girl
Tossed by the tides of misfortune
Barely here to tell her tale
Rolled in on a sea of disaster
Rolled out on a mainline rail

She once walked tight at my side
I'm sure she walked by you
Her striding steps could not deny
Torment from a child who knew

That in the quiet morning
There would be despair
And in the hours that followed
No one could repair

That poor girl
She cried out her song so loud
It was heard the whole world round
A symphony of violence
The great southwest unbound