Ben Harper

I could have treated you better but you couldn't have treated me worse but it's he who
laughs last is he who cries first. Sometimes I feel I know strangers better than I know my
friends why must a beginning be the means to an end
The stones from my enemies these wounds will mend but I cannot survive the roses from my
friends
When the last word has been spoken and we've beared witness to the final setting sun all
that shall remain is a token of what we've said and done. When all we've had has been
forsaken distant church bells no longer ring that's the sound of a heart taken and the story
of tears from a king