 
You can't call hell
A quiet town
But you walked so shell-shocked
Have you found a way to stand?
Your head is high
You have, oh, such curious hands
Did they mantion?
Special faces
And your young mind
And foreign places
And I wonder
Where you come from
I know they have no answers
But their bloodlines
Can you call?
This land a friend
You looked so hopeful
Have you found a way to send this soul
To, oh, such a curious end
For this sadness
Am I made strong?
For my sadness
Must be shared by someone
Ande I wonder
Where you come from
I know I have no answers
But my bloodlines
| 1 | I'm Going Home | 
| 2 | This Stranger | 
| 3 | Lovers in The City | 
| 4 | Poor Cow | 
| 5 | Love Don't Need no Tyranny | 
| 6 | Little Sister Leaving Town | 
| 7 | Wourld Outside Your Window | 
| 8 | If i Ever | 
| 9 | Deliver me | 
| 10 | Good Tradition |