Stop Me From Dreaming, I
Stop Me From Dreaming, II
Too Busy To See
Glimpse Of The Nearing Combe
Searching
Now The Winds Died Down, Corney Fell
The Long Way Home
To The Light Of Day
Distant Atmosphere
Took A Road, Signposted Sorrow
On A Distant Slope
Up and Down, The Screes
From Place To Place
The Dirt Is Clean, Harter Fell
Go Out Walking
Sunday Is Nearly Over
A Place to Play
Nothing Is Revealed
Scafell Slate
