Few Hit Wonder
No Stranger
Raise the Stakes
Engine in the void
Over and Out
Peregrine's Game
Sne
Oneiric Weather

Somewhere close to near here, lying on the floor, still demanding more, swept into the gutter, mantras drain to shore

from nowhere in particular if you really know to care. Are you game for leavng or do you have to disappear? The semblance of abandon, sweeps in with chilly air

A departure to remember, something left to share, like you weren't thinking to much of it, heading anywhere.

Are you game, confounded(?), sounding commonplace. Have you feigned a visage, relinquishing a face,
Far Into the night on atrophied ideas, anything wise beyond its years.

Seems I'm far from near here, can't think as to why. The lies they wanna hear, long since transmogrified. Tried it with my hands tied, tried it with one eye.

Things that you remember, unclouded by regret, are more like things that haven't happened as of yet.

Foolish help of memories so easily decieved. We're all men of reason! Going on with such confidence is not to be believed....