A Floating Life
in your hands there's a photograph you look up, she


A Kinder Eye
In his widowed years of longing, in his windowed room of light


A Physical Presence
I leave as I enter another boy caught in-between now


All Over You
the sap is rising and there's no disguising what I

All She Wants
Old men were throwing dice the night you fell in love


ALMOST THERE
Watch the paper window - see the stars News and


Are You Hearing (What I Hear)?
Life is a game where nothing is real - only you, only


As Years Go By
tell me how the years go by its been a long