the time. Oooh Oooh. And every face still looks the same to me,. I cant hear the words ,. wont here the signs they speak of. Oooh Oooh. I'm an outsider,standing on the lonely ground,. it doesn't
, redemption and hope. . Such tales fill page upon page with enough ink. To flood a thousand valleys, and drown the tallest tree. But there is one tale that as yet been told. The story of. The Outsider
