Lyrics, melody, vocals, and lead guitar by Roger M. Harris. Everything else is my fault.

Lyrics by Adrienne Harvey. Music by Randy Nixon, Jr. and Gene Eric Mann. Vocals by Harvey. BG acoustic rhythm and acoustic bass guitar by Mann. Remaining guitars by Nixon.

Lyrics by Adrienne Harvey. Music by Randy Nixon, Jr. and Gene Eric Mann. Vocals by Harvey. BG acoustic rhythm and acoustic bass guitar by Mann. Remaining guitars by Nixon.

Starry Nightmoth and I (Gene Eric Mann) labored a few days on this tricky number. We gave it our best shot, but mucho kudos to Del Shannon's keyboardist -- his break rift was amazing! We settled for sort of faking our way through, which was…

Starry Nightmoth and I (Gene Eric Mann) labored a few days on this tricky number. We gave it our best shot, but mucho kudos to Del Shannon's keyboardist -- his break rift was amazing! We settled for sort of faking our way through, which was…

MY SPIRIT Spirit Father in the sky Mother Earth, they hear my cry Take my spirit from my mind Leave the rest of me behind Feed my ashes to the wind I will journey back again When the sky is deepest blue Know I'm looking down at you…

MY SPIRIT Spirit Father in the sky Mother Earth, they hear my cry Take my spirit from my mind Leave the rest of me behind Feed my ashes to the wind I will journey back again When the sky is deepest blue Know I'm looking down at you…

MY SPIRIT Spirit Father in the sky Mother Earth, they hear my cry Take my spirit from my mind Leave the rest of me behind Feed my ashes to the wind I will journey back again When the sky is deepest blue Know I'm looking down at you…

MY SPIRIT Spirit Father in the sky Mother Earth, they hear my cry Take my spirit from my mind Leave the rest of me behind Feed my ashes to the wind I will journey back again When the sky is deepest blue Know I'm looking down at you…

Starry Nightmoth and I (Gene Eric Mann) labored a few days on this tricky number. We gave it our best shot, but mucho kudos to Del Shannon's keyboardist -- his break rift was amazing! We settled for sort of faking our way through, which was…