Being In A Floodplain Is Like Sitting

But Never Give Your Love, My Friend, Unto A Foolish Heart

Walk Out Of Any Doorway Feel Your Way, Feel Your Way Like The Day Before Maybe You'll Find Direction Around Some Corner Where It's Been Waiting To Meet You.

Ain't No Time To Hate, Barely Time To Wait

Everything You Cherish Throws You Over In The End Thorns Will Grab Your Ankles From The Gardens That You Tend.

Let There Be Songs To Fill The Air.