And to love: a god
And to fear: a flame
And to burn a crowd that a name

And to right or wrong
And to meek or strong
It is known, just screem it from the wall

I've willed, I've walked, I've read
I've talked, I know, I know,
I've been here before

Hey, now we won't be raped
Hey, now we won't be scarred like that

It's the sun that burns
It's the wheel that turns
It's the way we sing that makes 'em dream

And to christ: a cross
And to me: a chair
I will sit and earn the ransom
From up here

• All Over You
• Horse
• I Alone
• Iris
• Lightning Crashes
• Pillar of Davidson
• Selling The Drama
• Shit Towne
• Stage
• T. B. D.
• The Dam at Otter Creek
• Top
• Waitress
• White, Discussion