All Those Years

Wanting To Be Here

All Those Tragedies

I Screamed At And Laughed At And Threw In The Trash

And Still They Stand Their Lives Burn So Bright

They've Long Since Defined

What's Wrong And What's Right

Can't Be Sensitive It's Been Done

What's Left To Be Said Will Be Spoken In Tongues

Rumors Fly From Simple Minds

Simple Minds

But No Simple Lies

Being Here After All This Time

Being Laughed At Being Judged

Like Being In Bed With A Porcupine A Thousand Pricks Against One

All Those Years

Waiting To Be Here All Those Songs They Laughed At Ignored And Called Out Of Tune

And Still They Stand Their Lives Burn So Bright

They've Long Since Defined What's Wrong And What's Right

Can't Be Sensitive It's Been Done

What's Left To Be Spoken Will Be Spoken In Tongues