When I die
I want to die, not in a home built for the unknown
But by the hand of a Maasai
When I sing, I want to sing,
Sing like a lark as dawn beats the dark,
And let sweet melody set me free
When I love, I want to love
Not like some swine with no semblance of spine
But like a flower loves sunshine
The battlefield, it rages on
Heart against mind, the mean versus kind,
Small stones cause huge waves
When I die, I want to die
Not in a home built for the unknown
But by the hand of a Maasai
| 1 | A Rainy Night In Soho |
| 2 | Seanchai |
| 3 | St. Patrick's Day |
| 4 | Seize The Day |
| 5 | Marching Season Siege |
| 6 | N.y.c. Paddy |
| 7 | Ghosts Of Overdoses |