| Song | Father Brian Finn |
| Artist | Right Away, Great Captain! |
| Album | The Eventually Home |
| And I felt the wind | |
| Blow on my face | |
| Growing our wings | |
| Feeling the fate | |
| And I held my son | |
| Up in my hands | |
| Follow me child | |
| Follow me man | |
| To the promise land | |
| And I held a gun | |
| And you held my hand | |
| Stitched in a ? | |
| Wrapped in my head | |
| And I knew the cure | |
| but not the demand | |
| don't cut off your legs | |
| To anger your hands | |
| And I made a truce | |
| its thicker than stone | |
| In a desperate wife | |
| Your desperate husband | |
| You wouldn't stray | |
| But how far did you go | |
| A curse on your home | |
| And the mighty atoned | |
| So fake me disease? | |
| The bottom of me | |
| Is emptier now | |
| God than its ever been | |
| And I couldn't believe | |
| That id ever see | |
| Stop talking to me | |
| And give me some peace | |
| Cause I need one more sign | |
| The limbs of the tree | |
| Stop talking to me | |
| I swear I believe | |
| Cause I need one more sign | |
| As Gideon weeps | |
| Im down on my knees | |
| And I'm freezing | |
| So now I can see | |
| The limbs in the trees |