| Song | No Solace In Sleep |
| Artist | Light This City |
| Album | The Hero Cycle |
| I've been so afraid my love | |
| I must confess so afraid | |
| I've given in to this sickness of invisibility | |
| I exist now only in a memory | |
| I fear the simplest things like waking from a dream | |
| Because I somewhat can't find a firm grip on reality | |
| I view myself as an old friends whom I once loved but no who is dead | |
| And I just can't face my own grave | |
| Wilted flowers in hand | |
| Mourning something I haven't quite lost yet |