2009-07-19
Long Flight
Wrap those feathers like a blanket over me, throw my bones into the belly of the deep. Whisper through my walkie talkie: "I am ready." But I was not prepared to die. Wipe the shadows from my mind, my mind, my mind, my mind, my mind, my mind, my mind, my mind. I was not prepared for flight.
Wintersleep
2007
- Danse Macabre
- Faithful Guide
- Fog
- Insomnia
- Jaws of Life
- Lipstick
- Listen [Listen, Listen]
- Long Flight
- Migration
- Nerves Normal. Breath Normal
- People Talk