"Don't give me answers or I would refuseYes is a word for which I have no useI wasn't looking for heaven or hellJust someone to listen to stories I tellWhat is a blessing and what is a dreamCaught between portraits and none's what it seemsWhy is it some would expect there's a changeWhen I feel I'm a part of something I can't seeAnd I feel the sameDon't offer questions or I will retreatFame is a cancer and ego its seedAnd I wasn't looking for heaven or hellJust someone to listen to stories I tellDo we ever wonder?Did you ever care?Stories I tell...Subtle salvation in poems and in proseHiding our heads in a shadow of homeNow I wasn't looking for wreaths or for bellsJust someone to listen to stories I tellStories I tell..."Toad The Wet Sprocket - Stories I Tell