| Song | Too Bright To See, Too Loud To Hear |
| Artist | Underoath |
| Album | Anthology: 1999–2013 |
| Good God, if your song leaves our lips | |
| If your work leaves our hands | |
| Then we will be wonders and vagabonds | |
| They will stare and say how empty we are | |
| How the freedom we had turned us up as dead men | |
| Let us be cold, make us weak | |
| Let us, because we all have ears | |
| Let us, because we all have eyes | |
| How they knew that this would happen | |
| We're so run down | |
| Good God! Can you still get us home... | |
| How can we still get home | |
| I'm not dreaming | |
| We're forgetting our forgiveness |