I Don′t Want Love To Grow Old To Sink
Your Heavy Soul One Day We'll Be Gone With
Our Letters And Songs Shaded In To You
Graced In To You Shaded In To You
Peeping Us Equipping Head On In The Closed Gate
Until I See A Weapon Until I See Again
Ascend Towards A Good Time I Thought I′d Be
Where You Are And There's A Stone In Your
Heart And Lovers Do Come Apart