Phase one

Each day I find it a little bit harder To get up out of bed I can‛t seem to start to my head What was I to do? I can‛t remember Did I talk to you? Have you forgotten too? Things keep piling up they...

Listening to the sound of wood being set into place The rhythm suggesting someone‛s in a hurry Soon those footsteps will be coming here to rescue me All this time in thoughts, it's twice they killing...

The desert sun shone down upon him He went to find the Old Man Too see if he could learn the secret of magic The Indian held in his hand Old Man won't you teach me your magic I'd like to see the world...

Wouldn‛t it be nice If there were more hours in a day There‛d be more time to look good And lots more time to stay If you had the time, half the time If you had the time, half the time How would you...

We are the pawns And our moves are controlled by somebody else Each in his time Is removed without care and placed on the shelf We can‛t hope to survive We‛ve not the power to alter the course Each...