We Don't Need You

Wet Foot Policy

What The Fuck'd You Expect?

When The Rain Begins To Fall

Wwyd?

Waiting

Winter's Discord

Finally I have had enough. Just one last journey to your island. Where there's no peace. And some kind of useless love. Wrapped in a whistle. That I'll never know.

Wood

Made out of wood. Made out of wood. Thrown us in highlights. Made out of wood. Devince promises. Taking over my life. . Think in ways. To make you whole again.

We Who Wait

Who wait in the cafe and magazine.. Who wait for morning or fag machine.. Who leave it all unfinalised,. And undecided.... We who wait.. . Who wait in the bus queue and prison cell..

Walk Around The World

1.When the sun falls from the sky. and the muse begins to fly. Then she will come to wrestle me. Just as I am about to sleep. When the moonlight in the fall.

Writing On The Wall

Who Is Who

Friends call me enemy 'cause they're a fucking joke. They'd better get their act together it's time that they awoke. I'm cast out by my relatives 'cause they don't want me around.

Wrecking Crew

There's nothing to do. Excitement level zero. I can't find a girl. 'Cause they're all out chasing heroes. . We're just a wrecking crew. Bored boys with nothing to do.

Walking Wounded

I'm walking wounded again. I'm walking wounded again. I've got gravel in my pockets from the places I've been. And the soles in my shoes, they are paper-thin.

What Have I Done

What have I done Lord Jesus. To deserve Your endless love?. What have I done Lord Jesus. To be worthy of Your grace?. . What have I done Lord Jesus. To be standing here with You?.

When It's Over

It's finally calming down. I've found the motion of life that spins around. Grows dim as I enter in. A trail of tears sing Your embrace. The scars of death and life we face.

Waiting For Daylight

We'll raise our fists and we'll stomp our feet. We will resist all authority until they topside. We're marching admirably, let them see. We'll watch them crumble, oh, we're gonna watch them die.

What Doesn't Kill Us

I call you on the phone. I sit here all alone. And try to find the words. That I can't say. . In less than thirty days. We'll both be going our separate ways.

Walking On The Ceiling Of The Sky

Inside a seed. a thread of life winds oh so aimlessly. . from breech to breech. and in between. . to rise. and blossom oh so gently toward the sky. to catch the eye.

What Do I Know Of Holy?

I made You promises a thousand times. I tried to hear from Heaven but I talked the whole time. I think I made You too small, I never feared You at all, no.