Crossed The Sentiment
Seeing The Variables
Making Me Irritable
Equation Of Sensation
Couldn't Hold Me Anymore
You Stood On The Cliff
You Stood At The Door
These Great Heights
Brought Sheer Delight
Picking Apples Out Of Your Eyes
You Try Closing To Surprise
Blood Kept Pumping
Hot Frenzied Fiends
White Blood Cells
Scrubbed Everything Between
How I Asked
Every Difficult Question
Every Difficult Question
To Learn The Lesson
What It Is To Feel
What It Is To Be
