| Song | Finer Days |
| Artist | Smog |
| Album | Red Apple Falls |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Granted passage | |
| Into the finer days | |
| How i got here | |
| I do not know | |
| And if it were all to disappear | |
| I would not know how to return | |
| And all of my old friends | |
| Wat me to stay down down down | |
| With them | |
| I could extend them a hand | |
| But they would only pull it off | |
| In their grasp, in their power | |
| So i find myself | |
| Isolated Isolated in these fine, fine days |