 
These pines are not the ones that i'm used to
They won't carry me home when I cry
Am I too far gone to recover
Or can I turn if I try
Should I trade my soul for another
Should I stay and pretend that I'm happy
Like so many times before
Yeah these pines
Are not mine
They don't smell so sweet
like the ones in my mind
And I search the needles
'Til I run out of time
But I don't see you in These Pines.
Di I stumble or falter my words
When I'm saying everything is all right
I'm not one to release my depression
But these trees bring it out every night
Well i don't talk 'cos I'm trying to listen
To the wind take me home through these leaves
But it's quiet and don't hear nothing
Cos the wind doesn't blow through these trees
| 1 | Rattlin' Bones | 
| 2 | Not Pretty Enough | 
| 3 | The Captain | 
| 4 | We're All Gonna Die Someday | 
| 5 | Little Bird | 
| 6 | Like A River | 
| 7 | Runaway Train | 
| 8 | I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry | 
| 9 | Ignorance | 
| 10 | Monkey On A Wire |