We'll all look the same someday
And even now the robot starts to think
I wonder what it dreams
The Tide is high on Fourtheeth Street
The rain comes in to clear the heat
The way in is the same way out
the way up is the same way down
Now there is no safe way down
Wind Up
Mother Mary
Untitled 2
No Answers
Porcelain
Wind Up
Last Call
Common Existence
Circuits Of Fever
Resuscitation Of A Dead Man
Evacuate
Turnpike Divide
Biography Of A Nation
Between Rupture And Rapture
Untitled 5
Porcelain
Between Rupture And Rapture
I1100
Ladies And Gentlemen: My Brother, The Failure
Voices On A String