Flower child.....

Her eyes are made of sunshine
And her lips are jelly sweet
Flower Child yeah
Flower Child yeah

Waiting.....

Waiting in a day dream.....
waiting in slow motion....
waiting.....
if you ever change your mind....
you know i am not hard to find....
i'll still be waiting....

For whom the bell tolls

Bottled up in Rusty Cages.....

Anger is a gift everybody gets......

Smoke Signals.......

'I DON'T know why I did it, I don't know why I enjoyed it, and I don't know why I'll do it again.' Bart Simpson on Smoking....