Founds total 12 songs
State Of The Art (a.e.i.o.u)
Daylight come. Daylight go. How far will it reach. Ain't nobody know. When the dawn breaks. The cradle will fall. And down come baby. Cradle and all. Now I know you need the dark.
Tropics (erase Traces)
Tropics. . Off the map. Thru the glass ceiling. On the right path. Out of body for the first time. In a long time. The right time. Window to another world.
Thin Line
You never say enough. Woohoo I said too much. Come on open up. Woohoo I must stay shut. Well it's a thin line between lovin'. And wastin' my time. Thin line.
Spring (among The Living)
Boy, I was ready. Boy, I was ready for spring. Its beauty changes. Changes everything. Done hibernating. We animals roam. Out of our holes. Then we spend all spring.
Only Memories Remain [jim Demo]
Only memories remain. Only memories remain. For a time, there by the sea. There was only you and me. In a land that time forgot. You uttered sweet forget-me-nots.
Only Memories Remain
Only memories remain. Only memories remain. For a time, there by the sea. There was only you and me. In a land that time forgot. You uttered sweet forget-me-nots.
Like A River
Breeze has blown. Leaves have fallen. Days grow short. River flowing. Bird has flown. Misty morning. Half well-worn. River flowing. Finally home. Sun is shining.
In Its Infancy (the Waterfall)
Again. Again. Again. Again. Again. Again. Again. Again. Again. Again. . The idea was always there, in its infancy. The seed took root, over many years.
Get The Point
Well we talked and talked and carried on from. Sundown till the break of dawn. We put the needle on the line. It just kept skipping. . And then I realized all the time I was wasting.
Compound Fracture [miami Jungle Version]
Compound fracture gonna ring the gong. And sound a warning of what's to come. If we ain't careful as to where we step. Paradise calling or untimely death.
Compound Fracture
Compound fracture gonna ring the gong. And sound a warning of what's to come. If we ain't careful as to where we step. Paradise calling or untimely death.
Burmuda Highway
Sometimes I walk around town looking at faces. Wonderin' why their bodies go to silly places. Walkin' past the carpet mills looking in and takin' stills.
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