Isolation, Advice Desperation
And It’s Nice to Meet You Both
The Name Is Homeless, Alone
And My Fuse Has Been Lit
I’ll Take the Moon to the Sun
The Less I See the More I Feel
Cause it’s Me Sudden Teary-Eyed
And We’ve Yet to Find
I’ve Got Little To Offer
And Even Less To Give
Little Remains From My Past
Some Stone In Song, Will it Last?
Dreams Are Like Drugs
When Do You Say?
In a Makeshift Bed I Wake
Today is Like Yesterday
When The Mood is Make or Break
To Keep Those Demons At Bay
See I’m Not Getting Any Younger
And I Feel That Inside
Urgency Rings
And I’m Going to Answer In Doubt
I Feel Like The Snow Outside, Falling!
Till' the Next Thing Comes Along!
I’ve Got Little To Offer
And Even Less To Give
Less To Give…