And let the clocks relapse
We laughed the rain down
Slow burn on the lawn
Ghosts across the lawn
Swallowed up the storm
Sometimes I feel like a fist
Sometimes I am the colour of air
Sometimes it's only afterwards
I find that I'm not there
In the dream dusk
We walked beside the lake
We watched the sky move sideways
And heard the evening break
Sometimes I feel like a fist
Sometimes I am the colour of air
Sometimes it's only afterwards
I find that I'm not there
| 1 | Anesthetize |
| 2 | Arriving Somewhere But Not Here |
| 3 | Trains |
| 4 | Time Flies |
| 5 | Way Out Of Here |
| 6 | The Start Of Something Beautiful |
| 7 | Blackest Eyes |
| 8 | Start Of Something Beautiful |
| 9 | Normal |
| 10 | Dark Matter |