Well, the animals laugh from the dark of the wilderness.

A baby cries hard in an apartment complex,

as I pass in a car buried under the influence.

The city's driving me out of my mind.

I've seen a child is caught in the sad trap of gravity.

She falls from the lowest branch of the apple tree

and lands in the grass and weeps for her dignity.

Next time she will not aim so high.

Yeah, next time, neither will I.

Now a mother takes loans out, sends her kids off to colleges.

Her family's reduced to names on a shopping list.

While, a coroner kneels beneath a great, wooden crucifix.

She knows there's worse things than being alone.

And so I've learned to retreat at the first sign of danger.

I mean, why wait around, if it's just to surrender?

An ambition, I've found, can lead only to failure.

I do not read the reviews.

No, I am not singing for you.