Fall Down

Judge Me Not Ye Saints

For My History May Be Tainted

But I'm Sober Enough To Know Blood When I See It

I've Borne My Share Of Stones

Most Of Them Easily Thrown

But Who's To Deny

Your Water-Shed Side

Leading Me Home?

What Am I Supposed To Do About It Now?

Past Regrets And Long Laments They Find Me Somehow

O, What Am I Supposed To Do About It Now?

What Have I To Do But Fall Down?

To Spy From Far Away

May Seem That I'm One To Betray

But O, How I Try

The Spirit To Guide

The Promise You Made

Hold Me Up

Never Let Me Go

Love Me When I Am Broken

And Speak To Me