This lass,
Some fifteen odd years,
Is widely known,
To have spat,
In her teacher's eye,
And will not take it back,
For now I see,
How after all the cracks,
So rightly, I kid you not.
September
Simple Song
September
New Slang
Turn On Me
Simple Song
Pressed In A Book
Sphagnum Esplanade
Phantom Limb
Heartworms
Nothing At All
So Now What
Nothing At All
For a Fool
Half a Million
The Fear
Red Rabbits
Your Algebra
Dead Alive
Weird Divide