falling snow spun above the road
winding through the dark woods
where my pick-up stalled
falling snow hissing through the air
painting my windows white
till the trees disappeared
even though I started to feel cold
and I was far from town
I just sat there in the dark
Sleepy
My Ghost
Love is Like
My friend
Tin Foil
If The World Should End In Fire
My Ghost
Poor, Poor Lenore
After We Shot The Grizzly
So Much Wine
Cathedrals
The Bottomless Hole
Winnebago Skeletons
Lake Geneva
When The Helicopter Comes
The Dutch Boy
Stalled
Last Night I Went out Walking
Somewhere Else To Be
My Veautiful Bride