To Thine Own Self Be True
By Mark Spencer...
Oh broken heart
crushed, left to die...
A Candy Coated Jesus
By Mark Spencer...
Proving God in the prisms of crystals
Is seeking Genie by rubbing bronze lamps...
The Harvest
By Mark Spencer...
The Banquet
The king was planning a banquet...
As I walked along, enjoying my day,
a stranger came and looked my way...
The lonely dayz,
and empty nights, are finally gone...
Shed a tear, From your eye,
I ask for help from the sky...
O Lord, we pray for the strength to carry out...
That You may look with favor upon our humble...
Did she (have a)
(and) Was she a... Gram...
Deadly Faith
Innocent painted wings...