The rain falls up off the street
The clocks turn back in retreat
Footsteps fall off of our feet
I can see the tears crawling up your cheek
It's turning back to pink
The slap got pulled right off of it and we all fall back into bed again.
Wind Up
Evacuate
Biography Of A Nation
Mother Mary
Untitled 2
No Answers
Porcelain
Porcelain
Wind Up
Last Call
Common Existence
At This Velocity
Circuits Of Fever
Resuscitation Of A Dead Man
Turnpike Divide
Between Rupture And Rapture
Concealer
Untitled 5
A0001
M.Sheppard