Stopped in your tracks With your soul locked away Buried six feet under Used to be the game you would play Memories like words don't mean a thing Unless you hold them a certain way Like a month to a flame You need calm from the day to…

The closing track from our Pity Dog album. Shawn Hill sings this one.

This is where the adventure began: the unaccompanied electric piano part I recorded first.

heh a cover that's only half the length of the original just about and mostly the basic organ riff. Kinda acid farted the rest. Doug Ingle? ehh maybe not me, but I love the original.