Somewhere sometime all things will be fine
And it never seems to stop wonder if I've met my wife
Somewhere sometime all things will be fine
And it never seems enough splinter left focus right
This mortal soil around me mortal feeling I have found
Surrounded by your glory
Hold me now so that I never drown
And it never seems to stop wonder if I've met my wife
Splinter left focus right

• A Tendency to Start Fires
• Bonedriven
• Cold Contagious
• Communicator
• Distant Voices
• Greedy Fly
• History
• Insect Kin
• Mouth
• Personal Holloway
• Straight, No Chaser
• Swallowed
• Synapse
• Tendancy to Start Fires