The cold it penetrates so deep,
The leaves cry drops of ice,
A fire guts the land inside him,
He wonders what's it like
To be in the sunshine with her
The wet material on his face
With lines of unforgetful stress,
A scratch in the wall by his side,
He watches all the time
While all around him wallpaper dies
The boards of such familiar grain
Are roads leading nowhere,
Careful drawings in the dust
He tries to remember,
The breeze it blows it all away,
Something through the darkness
Caught his eye,
Caught his eye
1 | Slow Pulse Boy |
2 | Midnight Garden |
3 | So This is Silence |
4 | Dialogue |
5 | Shaletown |
6 | The Way the Land Lies |
7 | Shantell |
8 | Under the Stars |
9 | A Room Lives in Lucy |
10 | The Millpond Years |