I untied all the rope lines
I gathered our things
And placed them beside me
You never arrived
And I got worried
You never arrived
And I was troubled
But you were bound to leave
And so I crumbled
You should steer
The seats are warm in this boat
Come on and hurry move your feet
Down the shore that winter had a hold on
And we'll pass by
For the last time
We'll pass by for the last time
| 1 | Roscoe |
| 2 | Acts of Man |
| 3 | Small Mountain |
| 4 | Core of nature |
| 5 | Head Home |
| 6 | Courage of Others |
| 7 | Aurora Gone |
| 8 | Bring Down |
| 9 | It Covers The Hillsides |
| 10 | Fortune |