Tuning In To The Frequency Of Your Soul

I'm trying to get thru to you. I'm tuning in to the frequency of your soul. Why won't you hear?. Why won't you feel?. I'm tuning in to the frequency of your soul.

The Sentinel

"Mylord, forgive me, for I have sinned.. has tempted me yet again,. until I found myself judging all the sinners around me.. I know I should feel pity, but my anger blinds me..

The Approach Of Death

"Would you die for him?". "Yes!".

The Damned Don't Cry

Travelling with no destination. no place to go.. Nameless towns with faceless people. no place I know. Time to close my mind and drifft off to other scenes.

These Eyes

Finally. I get the chance to say these words to you. From me. I've got to find a way to live. To love again. . Constantly. I get reminded of the pain, the truth.

Those Sad Plebs Down Below

To Finn, With Our Regrets

The Straight World

The Great American Songbook...

The Bend In The Break

Tiny Dancer

Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band. Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man. Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand.

Tyranny Of Secrets

Thème

Treepeople

What do I care? I'll clean up to make things. Look their very best, to feel my worst. What's inside is no longer mine to destroy. But all the same on each new Sunday.

Treasure Chest

Thank you for leading me home that I. May one day return to walk through those fields again. I buried a treasure and made a map. So I'd always find my way back.

The Rain Will Come

Sometimes you have to be brave. And let things fall where they will. It's not yours to decide. How this night will be. Sometimes you have to be brave.

The Light And The Sound

Are you gonna die with that music inside?. Did you catch the twilight on your way into work?. You can live anything, you can think. Man, I'm not lying to you and yeah that's a threat.

The City Is Calling

The city is calling. Everybody is searching for the keys. To all the prisons that the cruel and kind intention can create. The boys and girls of winter gather at the end of November.

Trust Ya Self

This Can't Happen Again

[Verse One]. The distance between us has gotten so cold.. What's best left unsaid was once in my head.. And the words that you said and then, I believe again.