The 6: 02
morning commute.
What was that noise screaming?
We’ve jumped the track.
Bleeding.
The cab and rails twisting.
I’m trapped within, missing.
With my own blood I write:
I heart my kids and wife.
| 1 | 80s Babies |
| 2 | Ilium Works |
| 3 | I Hear You |
| 4 | Plans |
| 5 | I Will Resurrect You |
| 6 | Wine |
| 7 | In Bars |
| 8 | Fighter |
| 9 | Lullaby (Mo, I Need a Cold One) |
| 10 | The Myth |