Pelabuhan

Orange Skies

Forest Green

Halgoth Cephalid Seer

Broken heart in a cast

Flows

Where did you go big brother?

Four on the floor Petty groove that crescendos into a moving and lyrically poignant composition  

BON ECHO

Come On Home

where do we go from here?

Light In The Grave

3 o clock 2 F 2

*Lyrics were adapted from a poem by a friend Deanna

BREAKING PAROLE

Breaking parole by killing time
Hours passed away at the scene of the crime
Shoot the breeze, easy boy . . . do as you please, oh easy boy
Sittin’ there, you don’t have to care . . . Shoot the breeze, if you dare

Sittin’ there unaware as the years go by
Just chewin’ the fat, and tellin’ lies
Shoot the breeze, easy boy . . . do as you please, oh easy boy
Sittin’ there, you don’t have to care . . . Shoot the breeze, if you dare	

What will they say when you’re old and grey ?
And holding out for that one more day
Ya’ wanna’ do what comes to mind . . . only to find . . . there’s just no time

Hey . . . no time . . . you broke parole by killing time
Hours passed away at the scene of the crime
Now there’s no way out . . . oh you better keep in line

Breaking parole by killing time
Hours passed away at the scene of the crime
Shoot the breeze, easy boy . . . do as you please, oh easy boy
Sittin’ there, you don’t have to care . . . Shoot the breeze, if you dare

What will they say when you’re old and grey ?
And holding out for that one more day
Ya’ wanna’ do what comes to mind . . . only to find . . . there’s just no time

Hey . . . no time . . . you broke parole by killing time
Hours passed away at the scene of the crime
Now there’s no way out . . . oh you better keep in line

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What will they say when you’re old and grey ?
And holding out for that one more day
Ya’ wanna’ do what comes to mind . . . only to find . . . there’s just no time

Hey . . . no time . . . you broke parole by killing time
Hours passed away at the scene of the crime
Now there’s no way out . . . oh you better keep in line


BREAKING PAROLE

where do we go from here?

robert stella