Where angels meet - their words are whispers
As sea touches shore - the clouds move swiftly
And me, so small
Compared to it all
Like a fly on the wall
As pieces sweep
Their meaning is still no clearer
And under my feet
There's nothing to stop my own free fall
Down and down I go
And compared to it all
I'm a fly on the wall
Our children sleep
Resting our hopes and wishes
The night in between
I'm casting my scope, just fishing
| 1 | You Do Something To Me |
| 2 | Wild Wood |
| 3 | The Changingman |
| 4 | Broken Stones |
| 5 | My Ever Changing Moods |
| 6 | Above The Clouds |
| 7 | Black Is The Colour |
| 8 | Into Tomorrow |
| 9 | Wings Of Speed |
| 10 | I Walk On Gilded Splinters |