Power is a lion that lives in the… pounding against the fragile walls of his too narrow cage, clawing his way to freedom to run through the wilds

The Warm Up Winter’s grip growing tired and we… Colors arising from out of the dre… As seasons march into a new paradi… Climbing out of tombs with big, bi…

Amidst the storm, the hell on nigh… The wicked blasphemy is on the fly… The black clouds carry on their bl… Behind the devil’s doors the showi… The hub of evil tempers is swirlin…

Oasis Of desperation and a hard rock Pressing against you and another Of dry deserts and jagged cliffs Of earth opening up to soft hideaw…

My old jalopy of better days past, with your fenders hanging off and old worn out parts, as you go rattling down the road, please make it up to the next bend…

Come, thou Romeo of the salted ea… Of mile high plateaus and steamy c… Of screaming palates and weakened… Of bending statures and weeping pi… I am a bride upon our eager weddin…

The plan for us to obey is prescribed at the time of creat… sunken deep into the soul of man; laborer, technicion, or artist, that will lead him upon his earthl…

Arms extended into summer’s lair Holding onto the warm tropical air… As autumn looms over the fruited p… So soon the snow will replace the… So soon the heated arms will give…

Lazy days of Summer are here with… as we wipe the sweat from our clam… The work is done and so are we. ’Tis time to sit down under the ma… Ah-h the lemonade is so refreshing…