Between The Worlds Of Men And Make

I Hate The Road So Much. I Almost Go Into A Cocoon With My Own People Out There.

Around The Time The Beatles Were On Ed Sullivan, I Was Already In A Band.

Waiting For Wisdom To Open The Cage, We Forged In The Fires Of The Innocent Age.

Through The Years As The Fire Starts To Mellow, Burning Lines In The Book Of Our Lives. Though The Binding Cracks And The Pages Start To Yellow, I'll Be In Love With You.

I'm A Child Of The Woods. I Have That Sort Of Sensibility.