How Was Your Day
Hello Mr. Moon I missed you today the clouds were faint and far away I
The Day After
It is morning and that is enough to save anybody I can’t see any
Where Morning
Scorch of where morning began glade of sailboat masts undulating statu
Cold Eternity
Go go back behind the gate I can hear it latch closed even through the
Weight of the World
Weight of the world on my shoulders on your mind weight of the words w
