Peaceful in mind
But corrupt in soul...

Why does this always happen
Last week was the last time...

So Take This Life
I Hold In My Hand...

Little Things
Are So Important To Me...

In The Dark Of The Night
I Look All Around...

In The Dark Of Night
I Fly Through The Trees...

Another Day
Goes on Again...

She Is An Angel
Of Mercy And Grace...

Weave a glove
Of twigs and thorn...

In times of struggle
You're never right...

Please Help Me God
I Am Losing Hope...

I try so hard
To look to the sky...