I salvage the joy from all these shattered, desolate remains.
I feel irrational hope that will not be restrained, it`s pounding in my veins.
Who can explain this fickle state? Who can explain this shifting fate?
I just throw out my voice into this turbulance and hope someone will see.
Salvage the joy from all these shattered, burnt out, desolate remains.
I feel irrational hope that will not be restrained, it`s pounding in my veins.
I`ve made amends with this insanity, right NOW is the point I touch eternity.
For something so great, beyond this turbulence is just about to start.
Just about to start.
Just about to start.
Just about to start.
| 1 | Anchor Song |
| 2 | Lost Petals |
| 3 | Next Confusion |
| 4 | A Sign Of Affection |
| 5 | Little Miss Emily |
| 6 | My Sweet Escape From Tedium |
| 7 | Stretch |
| 8 | Updraft |
| 9 | Fish Bowl |
| 10 | Dreamsong |