we plod our way.
through the ashes and the dust.
left of our plans. of all things we've shared.
today buries tomorrow. but no stone is raised.
killed in cold blood.
at the onset of night. today buries tomorrow
Lookalike
The Black Box
A New Hope
The Invitation
Sometimes...
In Cold Blood
White As Snow
Off The Ground
Ahabian
A New Hope
Thin Lines
The Invitation
End Cycle
Ghosts
Sometimes
Bring on the ether
Note On Bathroom Mirror
White as Snow
A Vote For Democracy
Forest Eyes