ODE TO JOE i dissapear into the ether of thought and sound LORD forgive my sins i cry out but my back is turned,not yours for i hear your cosmic vibrations i am not worthy to turn around, i may never an Angelic scream tortures my soul behold an Angel, with guitar in hand let me cry too lord, before my heart implodes my love is a boundless sound i dare not decipher my being is sometimes unable to comprehend why i am so affected by your Angel, with sword in hand his echo lives inside some you know the one we call Joe