To The North

To the north are the canefields, seas of waving green. And then the fires come, and burn the water. It's a sight to be seen. . The men in slouch hats reap the harvest.

Maybe I

When I see you, when I see the things you do. When I hear you, when I hear the things you say. I wonder what I'm doing here. Hanging on to what I know is going wrong.

Initiation (mad Wax Mix)

Giver Of Life

For what you value, for what you care,. Well it's a pressure situation. Life encountered from day today,. Uneasy feelings of uncertainty.. Back by the bywash, out in the open,.