Brian's Song

so much to say, so little time

the words ring loud and true

bring forth the graceful thought

of benevolence, brightness, and hue

like others I sing with mr. vox

of strong desire burning

for the one and only you

hat pulled down, weight of the world

weight of the world on his brow

heart on his sleeves and swinging fists

swinging fists at what might be broken glass

i don't believe in revolution

or the statesman's ideology

but i believe in you

if i could rethink myself

i might not act this way

we push the cloak of the world

we wait for light but behold obscurity

living in a cold sweat state

cube of sugar singer

i believe in you