| Colour blind, exposure to the | |
| Western World | |
| Love is a sign, unkind, crazy thoughts of freedom stray in your mind | |
| Fly high, fall far | |
| Keep your fingers crossed, keep your ears to the floor | |
| Ferryman comes to take his fee | |
| Once owned is no longer yours | |
| But love is free | |
| But love is free | |
| Playdown a little longer | |
| Right time to make a break | |
| These four walls getting stronger | |
| The chain around my neck | |
| Explosion of free will | |
| Creative memory | |
| A new infatuation | |
| A whole new symphony | |
| Fly high, fall far | |
| Keep your fingers crossed, keep your ears to the floor | |
| Ferryman comes to take his fee | |
| Once owned is no longer yours | |
| But love is free | |
| But love is free | |
| But love is free | |
| But love is free | |
| But love is free | |
| But love is free |