A Boy Brushed Red Living In Black And White

Writing On The Walls

Reinventing Your Exit

It\'s Dangerous Business Walking Out Your Front Door

In Regards To Myself

Some Will Seek Forgiveness, Others Escape

Young And Aspiring

Down, Set, Go

The Impact Of Reason

I\'m Content With Losing

When The Sun Sleeps

Too Bright To See, Too Loud To Hear

You\'re Ever So Inviting

A Moment Suspended In Time

I Don\'t Feel Very Receptive Today

Moving For The Sake Of Motion

In Division

There Could Be Nothing After This

Returning Empty Handed

Desperate Times, Desperate Measures