I am a horse
I have slightly rough hands and pain in my tired eyes
You'll find me in the rain
Tears rolling down my frozen stubble cheeks
I don't want to be a builder
Grey skies on the horizon
Taunt me with fresh miseries to come
The crow; ragged, bleak on withered branch
Barks and mocks me
I don't want to be a builder
Come on everyone
Let's all bark at this donkey of the damned
| 1 | Spooky House |
| 2 | I Hate You |
| 3 | Friends Forever |
| 4 | Sinking |
| 5 | Guts |
| 6 | Not Mine |
| 7 | Photos Of The Tired |
| 8 | Just Love The Way |
| 9 | Different |
| 10 | Elbows |