Indian Reservation
casting a shadow, a blinding black
guarded by hope, my soul is kept from
the bloody claws.
Look beyond, what vision lets me see
time after time, unneeded misery
holding tight to my dreams
I own no price for you
I grip them tight and hope for sight.
Open my eyes wide to see a moment of clarity
confusion gone, it's in your hands
your turn to ask why.
[Solo Hamm / Schuldiner]
Life is like a mystery
with many clues, but with few anwers
to tell us what it is that we can do to loo
Amanda
Amanda talks about herself
Forever and a day she'll get her way
Amanda talks about nothing
But she'll make you think it's poetry
And it's too bad she's only seventeen years old
She's too young, yeah
She's too young
Amanda talks about herself
But when she sings it's gold
And it's too bad she's only seventeen years old
Amanda thinks about herself
Forever and a day she'll have her way
Amanda thinks about nothing
But she'll make you think it's poetry
And it's too bad she's only seventeen years old
She's too young, yeah
She's too young
Amanda talks about herself
But when she sings it's gold
And it's too bad she's only seventeen years old
Old enough to know that she's too young
To just come knocking on my door
Can't take the girl no more