Percussion and Bass: Kevin Bartlett
    Keys and Additional Percussion: H. Rhodes

as i walk through the streets
i could be anyone that you need
but i must stand and speak my name
or be forced to live up to your dreams
i say

	i like the wind and rain
	i don't wear red, i dream
	i pull the bugs from death
	i read my books in bed

		for i believe of all
		my lives, this is one
		i must define

not you, or her can say who i am
not them, or him can say who i am
not them, or her will say who i am
not you, or him can tell me who i am
you see my face is unveiled to the world

if people speak in my stead
do not trust everything that is said
when my thoughts come from me
you will know that it can be believed
i say

	i like to paint the strange
	my hair is blond, eyes grey
	i hate to be in crowds
	i often think outloud

		for i believe of all
		my lives, this is one
		i must define

not you, or her can say who i am
not them, or him can say who i am
not them, or her will say who i am
not you, or him can tell me who i am
you see my face is unveiled to the world