Charles Frail

No nothing will outlive this glory

My Mother the Great

What love may conquer

I was the leaves that whisper take me off this tree

Would ease my pain, would sooth my sense

And when the wind gave us her tender, tender breeze

My blood was not enough

The darkest night will find me gone

My hands were meek, my feet got stuck

I will be amidst the morning

But oh.....behold

Morning, it breathes and makes me wonder

If morning breeze bereaved of breath

I´ll find my home in break of dawn

If Morningbreeze Bereaved of Breath

I'll find my Home in Break of Dawn

8. Would Ease my Pain, Would Sooth my Sense

6. Morning it Breathes and Makes me Wonder

You Are Lifted

But Oh... Behold

Nothing Will Outlive This Glory

5. What Love may Conquer

Would ease my Pain, Would soothe my Sense

Morning, it breahtes and makes me Wonder

12. I'll find my Home in Break of Dawn

3. My Blood Was not Enough, My Hands were meek, My Feet got Stuck

4. But Oh Behold

But Oh Behold

Morning it Breathes and Makes me Wonder

My Blood Was not Enough, My Hands were meek, My Feet got Stuck

7. If Morningbreeze Bereaved of Breath

1. I Was the Leaves that Whisper Take me Off this Tree

2. And When the Wind Gave Us Her Tender, Tender Breeze

9. No Nothing will Outlive this Glory

11. I will be Amidst the Morning

10. The Darkest Night will Find me Gone

He's Got Better Things For You

Making Up Friends To Make Up With

but oh...behold

I Was the Leaves that Whisper

And When the Wind Gave Us Her

6. Morning it Breaths and Makes me Wonder

8. Would Ease my Pain, Would my Sense

My Brother the Great

morning it breaths

& When the wind gave us her tender, tender breeze

Morning, it Breathes & makes me wonder

My Blood Was not Enough / My Hands were meek, My Feet got Stuck

My hands were meek my feet got stuck

And makes me wonder