“I who am truly no one assured in God, rather a man endangered before God, a man wrestling ever a new for Gods light, engulfed in Gods abysses” (Martin Buber) This uncertain thing for ...

Despite the grey skies overhead Despite the rain, falling like lea… Despite the rivers broken bank And the trouble from within I still can hear those songs I lo…

The fog of life lifts, the scene b… Who are those souls that gather? There, beneath the cliffs The ocean waves crash in anger Driven by the shifting earth

Its so long ago now, my memory of… The air was cold; the mist was lyi… And then there stood before me, wi… And man in chains, weeping and bro… At first I feared this ghostly si…

Between the deep green pines that… The highway runs long and straight… The traveller steps out; he’s a hu… His wishes shattered long ago, and… In his disgrace he’s lost the race…

So much sorrow so much pain my heart leaches it’s own blood, My body as if stretched upon a rack until the dread runs black. All is loss, there can be no way back, all doors are shut,...

Behind the face, the clown Therein lies a broken heart The mask portrays better days But life for him was down Inside every clown

Life is a dream they tell And it’s all down hill from here The shops are filled with vagrants And there’s a fire on the hill The union bosses are out there

There is a truth lies within me. Like a window that I see through It beckons my mind a way to find, This truth that lies within me. This truth though it evades me,

Telephone sounds in the dark of ni… Raised from sleep our minds confus… The telephone sounds to wake us, The shock that comes forsakes us, And we are left in fright.