Looking back I still have so many questions So many things unanswered Like what did I do? What could I do? Was there ever a moment you cared? Or was I always ugly and abandoned Remember all the times you wished me harm You wished me dead How could I have

Heavy is the head that wears the crown Second guessing your decisions Trying to find out what's been missing Go and wake the king Call to arms For those who kiss the ring Stand your ground The walls are coming down

You are ahead by a century With revenge and doubt First thing we'd climb a tree And maybe then we'd talk Or sit silently And listen to our thoughts With illusions of someday Cast in a golden light No dress rehearsal

Wake up, wake up Let's go, I don't care who knows it Oh, that sunshine is shining in, shining I'm an apple dripping man Just like the feet that tapped: "Take me home" We built the mountains to stand up where he knows All the sheep that showed don't care

Don't blame me Hear my story and listen well; Truth is in all that I tell It could never have been me I did not shoot no deputy Mr Grant, the deputy, Friend to my whole family He always tell me when John Brown Was getting ready to come around

You'll never be alone And make it all your own So when we are apart I know there are some things we need to talk about And I can't stay Just let me hold you for a little longer now And take a piece of my heart I promise that one day I'll be around I'll

Wheat kings and pretty things Sundown in the Paris of the prairies Wheat kings have all their treasures buried And all you hear are the rusty breezes Pushing around the weather vane Jesus In his Zippo lighter, he sees the killer's face Maybe it's someone

This is my fight song Take back my life song Prove I'm alright song My power's turned on I'll play my fight song And I don't really care if nobody else believes 'Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in me Like a small boat On the ocean

I am breaking through these walls Oh between you and me I'm not giving up I'm not giving giving up So brick by brick On this love The weight of my words Are like feathers from a bird My mouth, it moves but you won't hear a thing

Tie her to the bed and let a minute get ahead So I can get a better look and let her settle in the thought of it- And of course she really wants it I can see her dripping wet and Who the fuck are you? Who the fuck do you think you are?! You betrayed me