| Song | What Story Down There Awaits Its End |
| Artist | The Age of Rockets |
| Album | Hannah |
| A steady hand at dooms blank starewith voices calling you back to bed. | |
| Delancey Street trembles beneathas you rise to meet the day | |
| It's a long night wide awakewith work in the morning and | |
| I'mSaving each word from certain deathalways look right, always turn leftand | |
| I'm up to meet you there | |
| Cat got your tongue and left the restgot chased around like marionettesand i'm up to meet you there |