Today I need my water wide and my tears trapped tight in a thimble cup, 'cause a fire burns me up inside and my darkness screams 'mercy up Mercy up and let me ride where the wind might join and soar me, I looked into my lover's eyes and my lover's eyes looked past me.

Oh, if I weren't such a mortal soul I could sidle past this sorrow'd gate and be stone enough to pave a road that would marry with tomorrow's fate, and those pond-like eyes, and saffron smile that hints that more awaits us. But now I know where love resides and I finally know what love does.

It's not only what you see that will light your way, it's not only what you do that will save you. Seems to me our lives all have their own sweet say. Throw a laugh for what life gives you...ha ha.

By telephone, by mail slot, by telepathy humming in a splash of rain-a child's kite, a sandy box, or a cave where an animal howls in pain there are demons in the alphabet and a bank book you're entrusted with, full knowing you can't balance yet what you so carelessly part with.

Our heroes are the ones that die while doing what they have to do, and I've done some things I can't deny just to have my evening kiss with truth I've kissed my truth and I've watched it fly and I've kissed my lie and it's stayed there. Now I'm halfway through to some other side while desperately trying to care here.

It's not only what you see that will light your way, it's not only what you do that will save you. Our lives all have their own sweet say. Throw a laugh for what life gives you...ha ha.