ClosureLights off, the Fire is gone
In the absence of rain
And to breath on this virus comes
Images of the way
Do You Really Like...Do you really your goings?
Do you really like this world?
This time of your life
Do you really like you're chosen?
Do you really like who you are?
This time of your life
In Search Of A GhostThe Pendulum is almost over
Prepare to shine for the show
First Asylum
This land of roses
In search of a ghost
Lights out!
Lights out!
MeantimeThe painted curtain of this shadowy road
Hate disguises the mounting loss
A family left crying
For their dying love
Fake replaces the shadows of real
In this land of cause
Join me for the years..
Join us for the tears..
Notes From A Sunday MorningLiving...in silence
The fault of your forbidden love
It just carries your life
It's all right...It's OK
Our reflection, fables forever gone
It's the way you put your face on...
ReactionsDear fraud..
Blare like sane sirens, up in air
Decisions..
Become brain writers, up in air
We are alone
Go get your own
It will be a while
The Cloud CollectorsThat's how we are, That's how we've been!
First you try and then you back in
They'll give you something to talk about
Are we back in your mind?
Are we back in your head?
Do we fashion your motive?
Carry on, you're a cloud collector
Way OutDisposable feelings.... in turn
How can I care now, when all is gone
Only fire...
Masked pretenders...
Way out...Way out...
This time it's forever...
Way out of time...Again
Way out...Way out...