To show you how it all began Birds came flying from the underground If you could see it then you'd understand All that noise, and all that sound All those places I have found And birds go flying at the speed of sound How long before I get in? Before it

You've got your songs They are everyday for awhile Just the only way to feel all right I was born from the sound of the strings For someone to give everything To be a song just for your feeling And you will see I'll touch your feelings Close your eyes

Why not believe in me? You got to believe in somethin' Doodle wop a-rat-a-tat boom Take the chain off your brain I'll make the sound of a jet plane zoom I'll make the sound of a fire What have I, I done to you To make you mean And treat me the way you do?

I guess I'll always be Of a windmill going round A soldier of fortune. Now I feel I'm growing older And all the songs that I have sung Echo in the distance Like the sound I have often told you stories about the way I lived the life of a drifter waiting

Put your mind over matter It don't get better, gather 'Round the sound Gather 'round the sound Come on, gather 'round the sound. This is the last trip This is the last trip.

Holding on and on Naked on the bedroom Oh, it's not my fault Oh, I should've known I've been a fool Now the sound of loving Is old and somehow gone Who said not to leave?

Come together for Lucifer's son Come together, together as a one Black candles burn, all minds aligned Come together (come together), together as one To the sound of the monstrance clock Air is cleansed, assembled flock Come together (come together) for

Victim of love, victim of love You said you'd never fake it You swore we'd always make it last And it sounded so real And I fell into your love trap Lying, yes, I was the perfect fool I believed every word And it never occurred to me Is this a game are

Blues outside my door I don't even know if it's raining But I've been here before And I don't wanna be here again Ev'ry now and then voices on the wind call me back to the first time far away and clear you can hear the tear drops

Of a windmill going round Guess I'll always be a soldier of fortune And the songs that I have sung Echo in the distance Like the sound I have often told you stories about the way I lived the life of a drifter Waiting for the day When I'd take your hand