It wore him down; his head was hanging sideways,
his lids were slits.
This happened almost nightly now.
He raised 
Generator lyrics

Lately I'm getting better
Wish I could stay sick with you
But th
the gloves and waited for another round.
He waited for the bell to ring,
he prayed the lord would save his eyes.
He heard church-folk swaying and 
Pinches Of Salt lyrics

Arthur read stories he got from the shelf
sighing,
"it's all right". He liked his kids,
he liked his sky-blue Valiant, he liked the pay.
"The boss' fine young talent" they all would say.
A
Heart Without A Home lyrics


[Kian:]
Even though you're near me
I need you far aw
nd just a pension later he'll be free,
do what he wants. Bereave the dream, now sleep,
now slowly die. (Lie l-lie, lie l-lie lie lie l-lie)