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 civilize...

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 CHORU...

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...

(Douglas Dunham/Robert Crain) ---Instrumental--- GO SUNS GO SUNS GO SUNS GO SUNS GO SUNS GO SUNS GO SUNS GO SUNS GO SUNS Eric Wincentsen "Gree...

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...

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...