THE STORMING OF POOR JUNE
ALL THE LIFE
RUNNING THROUGH HAIR
APPROACHING GUIDING LIGHT
OUR SHALLOW YEARS IN FRIGHT
DREAMS ARE MADE
WINDING THROUGH MY HEAD
THROUGH MY HEAD
BEFORE YOU KNOW
AWAKE
YOUR LIVES ARE OPEN WIDE
THE V-CHIP GIVES THEM SIGHT
ALL THE LIFE
RUNNING THROUGH HER HAIR
THE SPIDERS ALL IN TUNE
THE EVENING OF THE MOON
DREAMS ARE MADE
WINDING THROUGH MY HEAD
THROUGH MY HEAD
BEFORE YOU KNOW
BEFORE YOU KNOW
I WILL BE WAITING ALL AWAKE
DREAMS ARE MADE
WINDING THROUGH HER HAIR