| Song | Fits |
| Artist | Stone Gossard |
| Album | Bayleaf |
| Could be the difference in our age | |
| Been charged with reckless driving, oh and pardon our rage | |
| Albeit, I know it, these fits are made of change | |
| The skins, the texture of our page | |
| Our nest of shredded paper strewn in our cage | |
| Albeit, I know it, these fits are made of change | |
| Albeit, I know it, these fits are made of change |