A Soldier's Tale (The Good, the Bad & the Queen)

Wake Up Feeling Good Go To Bed Frequently Lost In The Wood A Soldier's Tale Of Soul Winning Love No Drunken Stuff Spewing Out Of My Mouth All Over Now Out Birdsong In The Night The Sound Drags A Net Through The Twilight Emptiness In Computors Bothers Me These Are The Seas In Our Minds We Make Our Own Confine In Time