- Helicopter
Yellow leaf fall
Like helicopter blades
Yellow leaf fall, yellow leaf fall
Come on, you words
Come and take your places
Everything changes, everything changes
- In The Morning
Brother, o brother
What have I become?
In the morning I'll be with you and if not then in the morning I'll be gone
Sister, o sister
Where have we been?
In the morning I'll be with you
And if not then in the morning I'll be dead
- Maps of Wars
All that’s made it to this place
Is your window-tinted sunshine face
And the rubber tubes and rusty plates
On your brother’s stolen bike
Come through the window and find my hand
Reaching through the sinking sand
Of children’s books and far off lands
- Paper Hats
These roads are made for walking
Though the blistered feet are talking
Round the barrel, grab a seat
Oh, the stories that we'll meet
So the man begins his tale
Our expressions growing pale
And the crickets with their song
- Rocking Chairs
You and me, we could be
Something extraordinary
You and I, we could fly
Somewhere in the sky worth finding
I'll build a tower a mile high
A mile high and in the sky
So you could see the world
- To The Desert
I came out to the desert
To find what I lost in your eyes
I filled my lungs with the sunset
And walked out into the night
I am a wandering soldier
In this dusty land
Nothing but the torn clothes on my back