Corporate Rolling Full steam ahead, man the throttle… Up ahead we go, and up ahead we ow… We surge ahead with the wind and t… We stop when the oceans dry up

Little Drummer Boy Rudiments my laborious task ahead Mental spaces they wait to be fed A vacillating tap and a gentle sou… A quiet spirit to lift off the gro…

The first time I tried to sing the song, it was the wayward wind on the high seas and I was a sailor trying to tame it. The melody was a strange beast that devoured me. Its beauty str...

Fathers at the head of the righteo… in future’s land where the seed is… passing down morals from inside hi… pass them to his children to leave… The rights amended from his regret…

A romp into the fires of Babylon, A shedding of the skin of reason, A blind journey into the unknown, A pleasure for the fool of the beg… An enchantress calling his name,

Through the Rough Thickets and bushes with darkness… The road ahead, a discouraging jou… Moving forth without looking where… His visions locked in his stout-he…

Mother Nature with her long, long… Her dancing freely with her many c… Her feet suspended between heaven… Her language broken into poetic ve… Her breath wrapped around the syca…

Voices from the east woke me from my deep sleep this morning and told me to be aware of something that was looming in the sky. A chill ran up my spine while my shoulders tightened and ...

Deep down inside where Space is connected to space Where oceans sing of empty limits And time is a roving vagabond Lies a receptacle with no name

Sweater sweater, ole Mr. Yetter, who sweats in his sweater no matter what the weather, who sweats and sweats

Zzyrg Don’t ever look at me I have to stay near the end I keep the alphabet in front So I can hide

Those strong arms of Mother Natur… That pull you into the heat of lif… Those pulsations of the hungry hea… That drive you to the threshold of… Those sublime rhythms of the spiri…

Life’s Intoxication Love is a Beautiful enchantress Her flowing hair Plays with the wind