Way Up In The Clouds

Angels Don't Fly

Big Silver Birds

Re-writing The Sky

Taxi & Take Off Now

I Close Your Eyes

Look Out Of The Window

Watch The Ground Die

I Live All Day-to Vacate The Place-I Love-uh Huh

I Work All Day-to Leave The Way I Live-behind

Way Down On The Ground

People Don't Fly

But Here We At The Airport

Like Ladybirds In July

Just Like Back Home

I Wish That You Were Here

If I Had A Cellular Phone

I'd Drown It In My Beer

I Was Once Like You

Dreaming You Were Me

Locked Inside Your Pretty Head

Wishing I Was Free

But I Was So Different Then

And You Were Roughly The Same

Love Was In Your Pretty Head

And Sex Was On My Brain