How do you stop the bleeding
How do you stop the paranoia
How high is the water….
Did you get up on Sunday morning
Did you start the coffee
Brew the healing
Did you feel the earthquake
Started on the downside
Now it’s trouble on the west side
South side
Didn’t you ever hear …
Call it
The body is dead on the table
Gods walk among us
New shades
New kicks
Old tricks
Same streets
Different kind of healing
And you still can’t live off your 9-5
Unplugged
From the paranoia
She lives between the covers
Social
Postal
Media is gone
She went to his house
He didn’t have a book
She left
And he doesn’t know why
’65
’95
’05
Tell me
When did I grow up
How do you stop the bleeding
Hard rain against the pain ….
Maybe we’re all just the same ….
Regarding Samuel 