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 |