...There's no looking back//And none who protect
None Who Protect
Ever On the Wing, pt. VIII: Every Path
...For, ever on the wing//Every path can be crossed...
No More a Foreigner
Somewhere a warm hearth's awaiting me//All I must do is take to the sea
Made to be Trees
Remember some seeds weren't made to be trees...
My Feet
Yet this I remember - beneath me are my feet...
Down That Golden Road
Walk down that golden road to wherever it goes...
Ever On the Wing, pt. VI: Far Less Trite
The songs they sing ever on the wing are far less trite...
The Purest Love
You and me and the van makes three...
Expanse of My Ignorance
The farther I saw, the farther I realized the edge is from me...
December Rose 