| Song | Coral |
| Artist | Folk Implosion |
| Album | The New Folk Implosion |
| Hit the shore, again the climb | |
| Morning sun I'm pale and blind | |
| Water too familiar, too wet | |
| Slower than the tide | |
| I've fallen back on it | |
| I may hide in the coral | |
| Undersea one more night | |
| Going deeper tomorrow | |
| Shed my wings, learn to fall | |
| Breathing water, getting old | |
| I long for legs, arms to hold | |
| My blood is cold, habit like a net | |
| Everyday I race the tide | |
| With every burning breath | |
| Closer I get | |
| To falling back on it | |
| All my life | |
| I'm floating, unknowing | |
| That I will evolve |