- Civilized Land
I stumbled down the hall You were nowhere to be found A dirty napkin was all It was al, it was all that was around There's nothing but farmers (In this civiliz...
- My Own Last Chance
The tread of my tires is wearin' low The thread of my life I'm tryin' to sew with Is sharp and thin like a razor's edge I feel I'm walking on a high ledge CHOR...
- Plenty of The West
Practicing the pale polemic of a passioned passing soul I watch and wait for footfalls that hold the words you stole But for a fleeting instant as you carried m...
- Red Road to Winona (the Leupe)
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- Song For Daybyrd
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- Twixist
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- When The Truth Comes Through
I'm on the verge of breaking through Into the light for me and you Will it be then that I reach the end? I see strange people on this treacherous path Some of t...
- Why Dance?
There is no acoustic truth Only the "saviours of our youth" Resonating bodies all With no support they break and fall Visions of a platry few Concocted into a h...