 
Everything I censor are the feelings that are real
And every twist and turn makes somewhat more surreal
As blank as they come - inside looking
As blank as they come - outside's shocking
The weight of the world is life
The burden of life is love
And if you and I were to clash
I'm sure it won't last
It won't last
We're nothing new we're everything that's been
Our early hours seems to wear thin
A year of thirst a year of ghosts
That's us
A faded polaroid
That's us
 
| 1 | Like Ashes, Like Millions | 
| 2 | The Dull Miles | 
| 3 | Replacement | 
| 4 | Statues | 
| 5 | Anticipation | 
| 6 | Rival Trial | 
| 7 | Such Verve | 
| 8 | Ulyssian Widow | 
| 9 | Manoeuvres | 
| 10 | The Dull Miles (Exit Decades) |