Baby Done Got Some Soul

(jim clench). Published by slalom publishing co. - bmi. . Baby done got some soul, she's a fighter. Breakin' my spine, but takin' the time, to hit slowly.

Babes In Arms

You got your hands in my pockets. You're whisperin' lies in my ear. Such promiscuous intentions. Don't mistake me for someone who cares. . There were times I fooled myself, yeah.

Anything You Want, You Got It

(myles goodwyn). Published by northern goody two tunes, ltd./capac - ascap. Well I'm ready to rock, and my temperature's hot, baby. I said I'm ready to go, ain't never gonna stop.

Anejo

Written by: myles goodwyn. . There was blood on the table. And there were tears in the wine. With a sole invitation. To lay it on the line. She said somebody help me.

All Over Town

(myles goodwyn). Published by northern goody two tunes, ltd./capac - ascap. Someone said you was, runnin' 'round. Like you owned the world. It's no secret, you're the talk of the town.

All It Will Ever Be

Written by: myles goodwyn. . The night is late and that's all it takes. With your body next to mine. It's the way we feel it's the love that heals. And no one's been unkind.

Ain't Got Your Love

(myles goodwyn). Published by northern goody two tunes, ltd./capac - ascap. . You take it on the lamb, and pretend that it's alright. Hey baby, can't you see what you're doin' to yourself.

21st Century Schizoid Man

Cat's foot, iron claw. Neuro-surgeons scream for more. At paranoia's poison door. 21st century schizoid man. . Blood rack, barbed wire. Politician's funeral pyre.

Terrible Things

If you dig under my feet. You will find things that you don't want to see. Things that i hide we've done inside. A menagerie of the tragedy that i have caused and all of my flaws.

Drop Dead Gorgeous

I'm a sucker for a pretty face. and you're as pretty as they come. so what if the conversation. leaves me absolutely numb?. . oh you're so enchanting.

Colors

You've been far away from me. another land across the sea. and all this time my hearts been breaking. just waiting around and aching. for a letter or a telegram telling me how sweet i am.

Woodland Hunter (part I)

Cold in this soil and longing for your embrace. Growing old as time takes whats left in state. Then the trees are brown and we all sleep. . Heart filled with love, despairing, descending day.

View Of A Burning City

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The Waking Of Pertelotte

The Page

Im tired of waiting in this hollow state. Pushing aside things I want to say. Its taking my all to get out of bed. Im pouring another drink to feel myself dead.

The Last Ring

this sacred word.. this sideways phrase.. these pieces let me down.. it's what this waking heart will find.. and i watch for why.. as if it might just now..

The Last In A Line

The Immortal Soul Of Mundo Cani

The moon is swaying to and fro. And the moon is smiling on us below.

The Argument