Bye-bye-bye: say my name with flapping arms;
ship to-o the sky ad the clouds to land on;
I-ii-ii-ii-i- I realise I'm watching your nape;
& would it stretch if I'd take you in my mou-ouououth – hey!
Have you seen them? An army of flying dutchmen;
ro-o-lling eyes & synchronised exhales – heavy breathing that skins the kuckles of the earth
& do you know I was made of bone? I hold memories of everything;
each touch is a rib & my ribcage your hands – hey!
| 1 | Grizzly Man |
| 2 | On Cherry Tree Song |
| 3 | Barrie for billy mackenzie |
| 4 | The Dead, Dead, Water Lily Thing |
| 5 | Deep |
| 6 | A Cute Lovesong, Please |
| 7 | I Stepped On A Toothbrush |
| 8 | Too Many Emmas |