Wandering Dom:
Up 2 U
Wandering Dom:
Words of the everyday will be spoken
Wandering Dom:
One mask at a time
Wandering Dom:
The mask is off
Wandering Dom:
Incognito with no ego
Wandering Dom:
And the children boogied
Wandering Dom:
Unconsciously cheering
Wandering Dom:
The monsters are out
Wandering Dom:
Late arising
Wandering Dom:
Stairway to uncertainty
Wandering Dom:
The need to be something more than human
Wandering Dom:
Reality is wrong , dreams are for real
Wandering Dom:
An otherwise ordinary day in Hillcrest
Wandering Dom:
Gotta get the cool cut
Wandering Dom:
The eye has it
Wandering Dom:
Prisoner of the fossil-fueled world
Wandering Dom:
Meanwhile , this disconnected world keeps on turnin'
Wandering Dom:
Waitin' for saturday night
Wandering Dom:
Your innermost shrine is where it's at
Wandering Dom:
Right Moves
Wandering Dom:
Bubble Bliss
Wandering Dom:
Tired of staring at the ceiling , she started counting fishes
Wandering Dom:
Shadows of no doubt
Wandering Dom:
We talked about our lives for a while and around that corner is where we turned the page and went our separate ways
