Night is thief's forte.
At loss for words to say: we're terrified.
Black his light it shines. The tool that rectifies,
uncovering...
We figure with sight.
Too soon to laugh, you've based it on a photograph.
Just listen.
A shape to recognize; to filter out the crime.
We're terrified. Black his light it shines.
The tool that rectifies, uncovering...
| 1 | Looks Like A Mess |
| 2 | Truest You |
| 3 | Indian Summer |
| 4 | Los Feliz Arms |
| 5 | Instead, He Falls |
| 6 | Don't Let It Fade |
| 7 | When Is Pearl Harbor Day? |
| 8 | Love My Friends, Hate My Life |
| 9 | Saccharine |
| 10 | If We Had It Made |