Songteksten van Yesterdays Rising

• Songteksten

Becoming One with Nature

Catastrophic

Experience to Write

Fall from Grace

He Who Waits Here is to Become Part of the Mud

I Am Fortunate to Know

Let Us

Lightworker

My Body is Like a Metaphor

My Conscious Curiosity

Our Lucid Dream

Sidewalk Remnants

The Hardest Part

This Is My Thought-Crime

Time Holds the Truth

To the Readers

Torn and Weathered

WWSWB

You Tell Me