You came and planted your flag You gave a name to all this You cleared away all the weeds inside You built a solid fortress The walls around it so high You kept the door open All the time, open wide Sometimes i crawl inside I know…

This same old story, Boy loses girl and can’t move along Stuck in a rut and moping around You’re not gonna fix it writing a song Stand in place, start the chase Turn and slap you right in the face How long, something better comes along…

from the album "orange" We favor the moon and alternate Saturdays Give it away too soon and all sorts of flattery Maybe turn out right, eventually But I can’t be bothered by further scrutiny It’s the same spinning room, fall down trying…

from the album "orange" this game, is a, last stop before, you see, to the, very top and I'm half asleep, yet I'm wide awake and this ride isn't working out, not it's not for me cause it gets so hard to believe, in anything that you…

100 bpm, db see my face in the mirror wondering what i've become though things, couldn't be clearer i can't explain the things that i have done weird and probably crazy my sanity is an enormous doubt in my life no ghost no monsters or…

90 bpm, c after the leaves have blown away and all of the color fades the ground is like ice, the sky is grey over and over, every single day everything is dead, everything's dead outside goes to your head, goes to your head in time the…

80 bpm, b the bombs fly down towards the city the bullets scream fast as lightening and i can't believe what we do to each other the children cry for their mothers the mothers cry for their children the tears they cry fall for nobody…

70 bpm, bb featuring j.welles there is nothing that i would rather do than to hold you close and feel your lips on mine there is nowhere that i would rather be than right here by your side holding your hand eternally troubled times…

60 bpm, a fading, just so, the light the light out my window hold tight, hold tight fading stretching out this road, goes on and on out the window who even knows which road we're on stretching, forever but i'd rather sleep my life…

70 bpm, ab she trys too hard to be the master of her everything what will be will be random chance has no place here if it can't be cleaned or put away and her highway stretches far and wide selfish seeking silence in the fray simply…