الأغاني:
A Fine Frenzy Bomb In A Birdcage

One of us is gonna be here and And one of us is gonna be runnin' Off alone into a great unknown You're not me, you're a model of freedom All you need

You show up like a hurricane All hungry eyed and weather stained The clock forgets to tick and I the same I died the day you disappeared So why would

at me, I've lost it Melting on the table, in parking lots and markets I can't help it, I love you like a starfish Loves the salty water, like a selfish

Quick kid quips, so harsh and cynical Touches stricken cold and clinical What a transformation to behold But I don't like this new, I want the old It

matches underfoot We must walk carefully these days The circles darken 'round our eyes And yet our bodies, when combined They gleam like diamonds in a cave The weight of a

one knows just how deep it goes we are old in your teenaged tyranny and all you need is a hunger to feed i've got my own secrets though, say what? with a

say I'm not allowed to Burning beacon in the night Can't feel its heat, or see its light That single solitary guide, it must get lonely there sometimes You were a

's a risk, it's a risk yeah Picked from a hot grove, packaged for sale It drips down the sleeve Gets under your nails A loss of the senses A chip off

New heights and seeking How to keep them high We will find a way We will find a way We will find a way We will find a way And we are high and seeking