| Song | This Green City |
| Artist | The Glove |
| Album | Blue Sunshine - Deluxe Edition |
| Someone's evil laugh shoots down my back | |
| Shapeless and aging we start to run | |
| Through the tangle of your broken words | |
| This cheap impulse falls so dry | |
| In the maze I burn down turn | |
| You turn my skin around | |
| Wishing my eyes could look down down on me... | |
| Stairs fall like jewels | |
| As we near the door | |
| You fold through my neck | |
| Arms like crystal | |
| So black with charm breath | |
| We turn to face the dying sun... | |
| This green city rains down on me | |
| This green city rains down |