Under the tree's shade
At the edge of the wood
The shadow of a shape
Had me frozen where I stood
The axe is already lying by
The roots of the tree
How many of you know what
I mean when I say, "I'm
Not going to be the one
To pick it up and swing"
What Needs Must Be
What Needs Must Be
Lady
I Love You Too
Heaven
Down Here
Down Here
Raise the sails
Raise the sails
Me And The Devil Blues
Me And The Devil Blues
Either Way
Let It All Pass
Let It All Pass
Indian bones
The golden cloud
Heaven
Heaven
The golden cloud
Indian bones