Anna, turns out the light
Sits down alone
The echo of his foot on the stair
Turning to stone
No, he didn't take very much
Just your flesh from the bone
It's gonna be hard for a while
Trying to get by
On your own
Anna
What's Going On
Amsterdam
PANDORA
Running Man
Trains
Apple Cider Reconstitution
The Candidate
Rumours Of War
Red Toupee
Carol
Antarctica
Pandora
Indian Summer
Where Are They Now
Flying Sorcery
Modern times
Amsterdam
Nostradamus
Age Of Rhythm