| [01:28.45] |
Frost in the morning |
| [01:31.79] |
Dog barking |
| [01:36.28] |
Emptied the trash |
| [01:39.42] |
Lit my cig |
| [01:44.54] |
Licking my lips |
| [01:46.76] |
Still tastes like oatmeal |
| [01:51.90] |
Licking my lips |
| [01:54.65] |
Still tastes like oatmeal |
| [02:01.80] |
Pristine chant in the remote cay echoes |
| [02:07.26] |
The histories and stories that are never spoken |
| [02:13.06] |
My empty soul is screaming out |
| [02:18.65] |
I'm starting out in the world of pandemonium |
| [02:32.89] |
Back in the days |
| [02:35.66] |
Hands on deck |
| [02:40.18] |
Struck in my head |
| [02:43.10] |
I don't know why |
| [02:47.88] |
Licking my lips |
| [02:50.73] |
Still tastes like your lip |
| [02:55.51] |
Licking my lips |
| [02:58.39] |
Still tastes like your lip |
| [03:05.80] |
Pristine chant in the remote cay echoes |
| [03:10.92] |
The histories and stories that are never spoken |
| [03:16.72] |
My empty soul is screaming out |
| [03:22.52] |
Just starting out in the world of pandemonium |
| [04:16.62] |
As I come down from the up above |
| [04:24.62] |
I know the ones are gone from here |
| [04:32.16] |
Uncrowned life |
| [04:35.95] |
A westbounds sign |
| [04:39.77] |
I saw deerhounds running wild again |
| [04:51.42] |
Again |
| [04:55.34] |
Again |
| [04:58.91] |
Again |
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