Album: Red Milk (RPM 2012) Written by: Marc Poirier We Get Old We used to go out in the snow When we felt the urge to go With every passing season we get old The tricks we used to play In the snow where I would lay Made a promise…

from the album "Uniform" she hides her heart under the pillow waiting for the good fairy to come replace this worn and broken thing with a heart that can feel again she's never sure which night will be her lucky one but she anticipates…

From (failed) RPM2012. Lyrics by Angie Fights Crime.

Spoken word/experimental

A folk type tune

yep

Lyrics by angie fights crime

Feels like a lifetime ago that I wrote this back in 2002; sometimes it's good to remember .

Yes, it's basically me noodling...

Is it time for shouting yet?