| Song | Vertigo |
| Artist | Sarah Slean |
| Artist | Howie Beck |
| Album | Day One |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| The heavens dropped a bag | |
| Of red and white lights | |
| Pearls that keep the highway bright | |
| And it feels like being born, night driving | |
| The moon hangs a dangerous height | |
| Terrible calm, terrible cold | |
| This dream | |
| I have, it's gold | |
| Easier now, a place to go | |
| VertigoThe faces dropped like flies | |
| Then memory fades | |
| Into the rushing road below | |
| I can take this night and any night | |
| Just try to tell me no | |
| Terrible calm, terrible cold | |
| This dream | |
| I have, it's gold | |
| Easier now, a place to go | |
| VertigoI am full of love and consequence | |
| Merciful this sky of coal | |
| The beauty of the cars’ electric light | |
| The speed with which their destinies grow | |
| Terrible calm, terrible joy | |
| This dream | |
| I have, it's gold | |
| Easier now, a place to go | |
| Vertigo |
| The heavens dropped a bag | |
| Of red and white lights | |
| Pearls that keep the highway bright | |
| And it feels like being born, night driving | |
| The moon hangs a dangerous height | |
| Terrible calm, terrible cold | |
| This dream | |
| I have, it' s gold | |
| Easier now, a place to go | |
| VertigoThe faces dropped like flies | |
| Then memory fades | |
| Into the rushing road below | |
| I can take this night and any night | |
| Just try to tell me no | |
| Terrible calm, terrible cold | |
| This dream | |
| I have, it' s gold | |
| Easier now, a place to go | |
| VertigoI am full of love and consequence | |
| Merciful this sky of coal | |
| The beauty of the cars' electric light | |
| The speed with which their destinies grow | |
| Terrible calm, terrible joy | |
| This dream | |
| I have, it' s gold | |
| Easier now, a place to go | |
| Vertigo |
| The heavens dropped a bag | |
| Of red and white lights | |
| Pearls that keep the highway bright | |
| And it feels like being born, night driving | |
| The moon hangs a dangerous height | |
| Terrible calm, terrible cold | |
| This dream | |
| I have, it' s gold | |
| Easier now, a place to go | |
| VertigoThe faces dropped like flies | |
| Then memory fades | |
| Into the rushing road below | |
| I can take this night and any night | |
| Just try to tell me no | |
| Terrible calm, terrible cold | |
| This dream | |
| I have, it' s gold | |
| Easier now, a place to go | |
| VertigoI am full of love and consequence | |
| Merciful this sky of coal | |
| The beauty of the cars' electric light | |
| The speed with which their destinies grow | |
| Terrible calm, terrible joy | |
| This dream | |
| I have, it' s gold | |
| Easier now, a place to go | |
| Vertigo |