 
Now the time has come to speak
I was not able
And water through a rusted pipe
Could make the sense that I do
Gurgle, mutter
Hiss, stutter
Moan the words like water
Rush and foam and choke
Having waited
This long of a winter
I fear I only
Croak and sigh
Somewhere deep within
Hear the creak
That lets the tale begin
Now the time has come to move
I was not able
Water through a rusted pipe
Could make the moves that I do
Stagger, stumble
Trip, fumble
I fear I only
Slip and slide
Somewhere deep within
Hear the creak
That lets the tale begin
Somewhere deep within
Hear the creak
That lets the tale begin
| 1 | Room Off The Street | 
| 2 | Night Vision | 
| 3 | Fifty-fifty Chance | 
| 4 | As Girls go | 
| 5 | Neighborhood Girls | 
| 6 | Freezing | 
| 7 | Book of Dreams | 
| 8 | Institution Green | 
| 9 | Calypso | 
| 10 | Marlene on The Wall |