Lindsay FitzGerald: Everything must belong somewhere.
Lindsay FitzGerald: We Like Winter Clothes.
Lindsay FitzGerald: My hands might as well be tied
Lindsay FitzGerald: I saw my future in the sky.
Lindsay FitzGerald: Going Nowhere Fast.
Lindsay FitzGerald: Listen For The Dead.
Lindsay FitzGerald: Like To Watch You Laughin'.
Lindsay FitzGerald: Grass and Glass.
Lindsay FitzGerald: Sendin' Me Shivers.
Lindsay FitzGerald: If I Knew That Their Mothers Wouldn't Cry.
Lindsay FitzGerald: Who R You?