Under the strain. Something's got to break. I don't think this plunge. Can take my weight. . I've been up this tree. All the time you've been looking for me.
Oh, and I found myself lost. Looked but nowhere to belong. First status I achieve holds nothing I believe. . And we drift on and among. According to no plan.
Quaker toil & Texan oil. Rockets on we're arm in arm. N.A.S.A nude you're manly you. . Oh American soldier. America's boy. . Gun me down with Yankee power.
You and I, got something, why don't we try. What fools cannot buy, what lives cannot hide?. You wrote your name, in silver light. The question still unanswered, just in case it's not right.