From Interstate-40
sort of looks like God got...

Sweet sanctity of souls
tomorrow is...

Lonely august shadows
creep over bricks on the pavement...

In a forest of green
there are two dead trees...

And last night i dreamed of hell
wandering shadows lined the streets...

I'm on the edge of your cliff
wondering what it would be like to die and...

He whispers,
"Wicked dreams.&quot...

A day without superb rendition,
i lay...

Arizona is so sweet
that when it rains...

I loved a man once, when i was young
who said he knew how to fly...

Stop it, you're
making me dream about you...

Rosie sang to me
about a war...