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	01 . Lonely Moon (Kevin Max)
	02 . Worry Too Much (Harrod and Funck)
	03 . Fire (by bob.)
	04 . Big Wheels Roll (John Austin)
	05 . Rise From The Ruins (Parmin Sisters)
	06 . Watching The Ships Go Down (Iain)
	07 . Another Day In Limbo (Tonio K.)
	08 . Love Is So Blind (Carolyn Arends)
	09 . Nod Over Coffee (Pierce Pettis)
	10 . Remarks To Mr. McLuhan (Ramona Silver)
	11 . Long Way Down (Swinging Steaks)
	12 . Look Over Your Shoulder (Randy Stonehill & Pam Dwinell Miner)
	13 . Threw It Away (Glenn Kaiser)
	14 . Dry Bones Dance (Colin Linden)
	15 . Tip Of My Tongue (The Choir)
	16 . Strong Hand Of Love (Daniel Amos)
	17 . Hammer And Nails (Marvin Etzioni)

"Worry Too Much (Harrod and Funck)" Lyrics	[edit]
by Various Artists - Tribute Albums \| from the album Orphans Of God - Disc 2

It's the demolition derby
It's the sport of the hunt
Proud tribe in full war-dance
It's the slow smile that the bully gives the runt
It's the force of inertia
It's the lack of constraint
It's the children out playing in the rock garden
All dolled-up in black hats and war paint

Sometimes it feels like bars of steel
I cannot bend with my hands
Oh-I worry too much
Somebody told me that I worry too much

It's these sandpaper eyes
It's the way they rub the lustre from what is seen
It's the way we tell ourselves that all these things are normal
Till we can't remember what we mean
It's the flicker of our flames
It's the friction born of living
It's the way we beat a hot retreat
And heave our smoking guns into the river

Sometimes it feels like bars of steel
I cannot bend with my hands
Oh-I worry too much
Somebody told me that I worry too much

It's the quick-step march of history
The vanity of nations
It's the way there'll be no muffled drums
To mark the passage of my generation
It's the children of my children
It's the lambs born in innocence
It's wondering if the good I know
Will last to be seen by the eyes of the little ones

Sometimes it feels like bars of steel
I cannot bend with my hands
Oh-I worry too much
Somebody told me that I worry too much

+ Entry lasted edited by fearfulsymmetry on 06.21.08