Moments Between Sleep
Him. With his beautiful chocolate brown eyes. That perfect sweeping hair that covers that widows peak he's so afraid of. That gorgoues half-shaven face. That sleepish smirk on his face, that smooth talking voice, and that familiar look in his eyes. Oh, he was something special. Anyone could see that. He was perfection in one human being, and I envied him for that.
- Here the Seasons Don't Exist;
- A Summer Held In Hand;
- Rest While Locks Melt From Our Doors Again;
- Still I Know We Speak To Not Forget;
- We Were All;
- So Undone;
- That We Couldn't Think Of One;
- My Eyes Won't Seem To Close;
- I Don't Wanna See It Go;
- In This Cities Callowness;
- We've Lost Our Innocence;
- Cheek-To-Cheek;
- But My Maps Are Changing;
- Oh, Don't Forget;
- Shooting Moons From the Sea Line;