For your time its written out.Work means nothing by itself.These days are numbered, I can tell.Until the crash I`ll write you down.Selection kills the old.Selection breathes on its own.Sing while you can.Now, while you can.
Always Asking Questions / Howard Jones
Garden In My Room / Merril Bainbridge
Like Spinning Plates / Radiohead
zima zima / malenczuk maciej
Found Found Found / Morrissey
redemption song intro / marley bob
Love Ain`t Worth Making / Deana Carter
Песенка о полярной авиации / Александр Гейнц, Сергей Данилов
Начало / Андрей Ширяев
Bem Que Se Quis / Monte Marisa
Hymn / big head todd and the monsters
