| Song | Rose Quartz Turning to Glass |
| Artist | maudlin of the Well |
| Album | Part the Second |
| Fade | |
| From the shade that you see | |
| Every morning, every noon | |
| It's the color of this room | |
| Even with your eye unclear | |
| There's some king of azure dust on your pillow | |
| Clouds | |
| Are painted on in difference | |
| A worn signpost for your dreamflight | |
| It's all about atmosphere | |
| There's some king of azure dust on your pillow | |
| My secluded focus on trading shapes | |
| My elusive purpose holds its hiding place | |
| Drowsy missive underneath the painted May | |
| I missed the room change color |