You Are Success - (October 8th 1998)
Written by / copyright - Greg Jones

Can you handle the pressure that's there in your face?
Deliver your skills with immaculate grace?
The trials that you take become games in your mind
So you place yourself higher on the ladder that you climb

You are that success if you put your mind to it
To be the best 'aint something new because you already knew it
The first day you took a ride on your new bike
With the wind in you hair you smild wide with pride
And the speech you wrote that received a thunderous applause
You put in the efforts and you reaped the rewards
Creed becomes the doing; your life an adventure
The success becomes common when determination is sure
Tomorrow there is hope for the sun, it WILL rise
So stand tall and proud with life in your eyes
Remember your promise to hold on to the dream?
Well, you're going to conquer the world because YOU are supreme!

Stranger Within Me - (October 17th 1998)
Written by / copyright - Greg Jones

I've spent a lifetime looking for my soul mate
For someone just to complete me
Someone who can guide me with all of my troubling questions
And take away those symptoms of insanity

I don't know where I am going; don't know what I'm doing
Or where I'm headed in my life
I feel inside a stranger who leads me off to danger
Who walks me on the edge of a knife

Who is there to guide me, who'll come to caress me
The person I am looking for isn't here
The stranger there inside me teaches me no lessons
His silence is the sound that I most fear
I want to know this stranger that supresses all of my anger
Become as one so then I'll feel right
Then if there was no progression and only depression
Then depression it is that I will fight
The soul mate I have looked for but will he/she ever come?
Can I rely on me to help pull through?
The stranger will not answer as my conscience tells me so
Another soul, is what I desire true?
Struggles in a lifetime between myself and others
Always longing to heal this wounded heart
The guidance of one loving is all I ask for
One time before I had looked inside myself as a start
But nothing I could find there, no comfort at all
So I wandered day and night until very late
And here I still stand all alone, except with a stranger within me
But I am the one with the tear running down my face