The Poetry Of This Hangover/ I Don't Want To Think, Not/ Too Hard Anyway/ The Scenery And Fish, They're Bad/ Take Another Breath,

Another Look And Swallow/ Holding The Hand Of Hard Times/ And Fallout/ It Could Be Worse...my Star Could Fall



Pacified By Little Things/ Tones Of Beige And Green Seem/ To Halt A Scream In Waiting/ All Red Eyes, All Heads Thinking/ No One Says

Anything I Can/ Hear Down Here On The Floor/ Where I Belong



Too Young To Find The Horses/ Too Young Fighting Causes/ I Get Overwhelmed/ And I Feel Three Days Old



Another Day Goes And Fails/ The People Lose Control Just 'cause / Things Are Going Slow/ Your Corduroy Coat Has Left You/ Just When

You're Feeling The Wind/ And Cold/ Then Comes A Rain Of Old Thoughts/ That Always Have To Wreck My High/ And Bring Me Down



You And I Are Not The Same/ You Like Everything/ Arms Wave In A Spin, Blown By/ Things I've Hated, I've Faded To The Point/ Where I'm

Not All There/ Curled Up On The Floor/ Where I Belong