Из альбома: Dead River Blues
Frail images of my dissolving life
Seem to finally fit now into a great new disguise
How many days to pass me by
To find my way and come around
To let it out to let it out
And have it all outside
Lord send me relief
These feet just wanna rest now
To gather a little faith
You gotta find some peace of mind
Don't wanna end up crying like fools
If you can't open it up you're doomed
All alone is the self behind the mask that it wears
You gotta feed him with the seeds of pride he wouldn't eat so polite