a day or two Thinkin' maybe it was time for me to make a move Late night skyline, that's when it hit me Well, I gotta have me some of that New York
o come all ye faithful joyful and triumphant o come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem come and behold him born the king of angels o come let us adore him o come
shivering in the cold shimmering in the calm the still calm Father someday has come and gone away far away beyond beyond the space between us lead the
the sadness in your painted stare I looked into it but found nothing there except desire and your burning need of desperation and selfless greed in the stillness of my empty room
instrumental written, performed and recorded by: Matthew Ervin (The New York Room)
silent night, holy night all is calm, all is bright round yon virgin, mother and child holy infant so tender and mild sleep in heavenly peace sleep in
will you still notice when I close myself down with my leaves wilting with my petals brown, again will you still will you, please dont look away dont
instrumental written, performed and recorded by: Matthew Ervin
listen, hear me close your eyes close your arms around me take my hand take everything I am dying in your arms dont you know that I am here? like so many
hear the distant, fallen angel deep within your dreams in your sleep they hear you calling for dark stories long forgotten within the folds of angel
a wilting rose the dying day my darkest hour thunder and rain a candle glows lighting my way lament and mourn cry out in vain (X2) red by night, black
anguish is near so close with me here and I have nowhere to run and nowhere to hide so just let me lie here by your side but before I sleep before I
instrumental written, performed and recorded by: Matthew Ervin and Vivan Lim
please take me to heaven in a black and white dream we will drift on clouds of ivory on a smoking air stream and then we will float away please take
this night I kneel beside thee you will breathe me in and set me free out from your lips my soul will rise and on the wings of night we will fly faraway
tender twilight a little like July drifting idly by grey clouds smear the sky there is rain inside of my lullaby telling me not to cry breathing farewell
