I’ve seen all that I can see
Danced with the Devil inside of me
Crossed over war-zones, bullets glazing makeshift clothes
Disposed of altogether lifelong treasures
The Saint on one shoulder, aforementioned on the other
The first gave me a baby daughter, latter took away my eldest brother
Forlorn atop what is right
The other way round and you hear no sound
Just a rumble beneath, shaking your feet
Steady now, see through those clouds of despair
Ignore the naysayer – cold shoulder
Invite in all of the Good Eggs, create a most lavish and secure boulder of beauty in its own right
Your God-given duty
Lucy in the sky with diamonds