| Song | Community, Stability, Identity |
| Artist | Gnarwolves |
| Album | Chronicles of Gnarnia |
| It's always here colder in February, | |
| Once we're aquainted with the Autumn leaves, | |
| We are accosted by the frost and sleet, | |
| Never waking up, but barely asleep. | |
| Summer was a dull affair, | |
| Walking bleary eyed from bar to bar, | |
| Trying to summon up the courage to feel the contact of the shallowest heart. | |
| So I'm escaping from my ignorance, | |
| Less fucking eloquent with every step, | |
| I'm going away, I'm going away | |
| I promise you I'm fine | |
| One stumble on an infinite climb |