is there a place to go where a little girl might never have to know?
and is there a time of night when she'll ever feel it's safe to dim the light?
i know some things i'd rather not,
like, the time ahead is all the time you've got.
and one other thing i know:
out from under layer after dark layer,
as the years go by, a little girl can grow.
Everybody Wants To Rule The World
Dirty Old Town
Everybody Wants To Rule The World
Everybody Wants To Rule The World
Who Do You Love
The Great Communicator
The Lost Brigade
The Anointed One
Tell Balgeary, Balgury Is Dead
Come Baby Come
Loyal to my Sorrowful Country
Where Was My Brain
Bottled Up In Cork
The Crane Takes Flight
The 'Nice People' Argument
The Golden Finch And The Red Oak Tree
Friends And Bands
The Vain Parade
Counting Down The Hours
Parallel or Together?