In Your Hands

I'm Trying

In Your Hands

I'm Trying Flight

I Can't Die

In Your Hands

I'm Trying.

In Your Hands

I'm Trying Flight

I Can't Die



I'm Flying In The Cold Breeze Every Night

Spare Me All The Strife

My Desires Never Tire

But Would It Feel Much Better If I Died?

Petty Highs Get Me By

But How Long Must I Live With This Disguise?



Have You No Direction?

I Just Sense Pretentious Signs

In Your Highs

Have You No Direction?

I Just Sense The Pretentious Signs

In Your Highs

I Hear The Same Old Stories Every Night

Spare Me All The Strife



My Desires Never Tire

But Would It Feel Much Better If I Died?

Petty Highs Get Me By

But How Long Must I Live With This Disguise?



____________________________

Note:

Completes This Album