Lyrics

A dreamer says ?head in the sky, and feet off the ground.? A prisoner says ?silence is my all time favorite sound.? When a liar addresses a believer, who would you suppose is in the wrong? Who are you? Keep an open mind, I?ll tell you what, I?ve been through. A traveler holds his title if he breaks for just a moment in time. I heard from a poet that love comes in all shapes and all sizes and all rhymes. I want to meet my maker. Then I?ll believe her. Then I?ll have some reciprocity. Who are you? Keep an open mind, I?ll tell you what, I?ve been through. Hold my hand. Put a coin in my cup, I?ll promise you that it?s not pretend. Lend me your ear. I?ll tell you a joke, bum you a smoke, clear the air.