Walking Bones choose Your Own Direction go Have Fun some Place Else
bring Your Soul and Your Beach Boys Records i Can't Stand to Have You Here
so Worn Out cold And Dehydrated the Fortune Is Spent and Dad Is In Space
every Home Should Have A Mom In Love and A Daddy In Space chinese Porcelain Cats to Guard Her Love in The Window Space show Her Some Respect she's All Worn Down
for Years To Come i Will Not Forget You as My Son as My Pain
time Will Heal what Now Feels So Wounded tears Are Spilled and The Holes Will Fill