Blue Is the Color of Despair, Sadness and Melancholy

Has the Dawn Ever Seen Your Eyes?

Wearing the Face That She Keeps in a Jar by the Door

The Taste of Gunpowder

You’re a Candle in the Window on a Cold, Dark Winter’s Night (1)

You’re a Candle in the Window on a Cold, Dark Winter’s Night (2)

You’re a Candle in the Window on a Cold, Dark Winter’s Night (3)

The Weaver in the Web That He Made (1)

The Weaver in the Web That He Made (2)

Are You Deaf When You Hear the Season’s Call? (1)

Are You Deaf When You Hear the Season’s Call? (2)

Are You Deaf When You Hear the Season’s Call? (3)

Are You Deaf When You Hear the Season’s Call? (4)

It's a good mornin' and I'm feelin' fine

Acceptance

Must pass through the door

Like the Eyes of a Cat in the Black and Blue

Blood Rack, Barbed Wire

Epilogue — Blue is the Color of Freedom