Lyrics:

Wake Up Feeling Good
go To Bed Frequently Lost In The Wood
a Soldier's Tale Of Soul Winning Love
no Drunken Stuff Spewing Out Of My Mouth
all Over Now Out

birdsong In The Night
the Sound Drags A Net Through The Twilight
emptiness In Computors Bothers Me
these Are The Seas In Our Minds
we Make Our Own Confine In Time