Poised For Flight, Wings Spread Bright, Spring

Ain't Nobody Messin' With You But You

Let There Be Songs To Fill The Air.

The Storyteller Makes No Choice, Soon You Will Not Hear His Voice, His Job Is To Shed Light, And Not To Master

Without Love In A Dream It Will Never Come True

Inspiration, Move Me Brightly, Light The Song With Sense And Color, Hold Away Despair