I sit on the ridge at dusk,
as the light leaves the valley by rising.
Trees, fingers clutch at it,
vaguely sifting the light and dying.
So bleed sarcophagi romantically--
re-bleed with dignifying re-constructive make-up.
Gun Has No Trigger
No More
Depression
Useful Chamber
Lose Your Love
Break Thru
Dance For You
Obscure Wisdom
Knotty Pine
Swing Lo Magellan
Gimmie, Gimmie, Gimmie
Fluorescent Half Dome
Lit From Below
Overlord
Impregnable Question
What I See
Ponds and Puddles
Gimmie Gimmie Gimmie
Fugal Swim - MWO IV Inverness Demo (feat. Björk)
I Get Carried Away