In the Flanders fields, the poppies grow and blow in the wind. The blood of my brothers will not be vain. Come on my Conrad’s pick up that torch and March to victory. Every man, every foe. Every scar and every tear. Lord knows the cries of these brave men. We were lost and never found. These crosses mark our path, not our success. We were enemies but we became brothers. We want peace lest we forget, no man will feel cold no more. We shall not sleep we shall not rest. Thou god knows the poppies will grow in Flanders fields.

Family is important, family sticks together. Family has a strong bond that can never be broken. Family all come together at any occasion, family never turn their backs, family pick each other up.

Bottom Reality being just too prickly for my illustrious self,--I was, nevertheless, transformed into a great, grey-blue carrion bird, a vulture soaring to the ceiling.--Yet, dragging one wing through the black shadows of nightfall.

Those moments were captured and sentenced for many years, attempting every time to hold back the trapped, long-forgotten tears.

Where ya wanna go? Step, step, step. Are you ready? Let's go on up. Everybody's climbing. They're all doing it.

Father, Simplify her life in every possible way that you can, show her always, life's grand plan. Speak to her so that she knows it doesn't matter if clothes fit,

Had me a farm, and I tried to grow tomaters Couldn't grow a 'mater to save my life Went a-gint the law, started growing marywanna

Curly You were a corporal in the ox and bucks light infantry You were in command of platoon 2 D company Messages of hope you painted on glider walls

Ghost Ships (Short version) We find ourselves in the ghostly ships of the past; derelict; adrift and dead like the crew

"Savin' Country Face" He puts on a brave face And faces yet another day But nothing has changed He feels his hope continue to fray

"A Fathers Son" He found his courage, at the bottom of a bottle She found her first love, tangled beneath the golden wattle

"Lost The Battle" He's and old broken battler Who's down on his luck Hes got dust stained skin An old kelpie in his truck