I can't find my old friends now
They don't like me anyhow
I just want to sit with you
And talk to you
And I know
That when the snow falls down
I'll be alone again
Everything is out to get you
Ever since when I first met you
and when it subsides,
We'll go outside.
And I know
That when the sun shines through
You'll come around again.
| 1 | A Little Irony |
| 2 | Smell |
| 3 | Indigo |
| 4 | Porphyrophobia |
| 5 | Song For The Painfully Indie |
| 6 | They |
| 7 | Imperfections |
| 8 | Toy (Ode To An Imaginary Pachyderm) |
| 9 | Seafood |
| 10 | About Our Universe |