Saca

Desert Rose

Fresh Kicks

Magic

I Heard the Steps...I Did. They Are Not Getting Closer Nor Going Away.

The Air Next to Her Was Shimmering​.​.​.​tic​,​tic​,​tic​,​tic​.

They Return to the Car, Then Her Nose Starts to Bleed

She Keeps Waving Her Hand in Front of Her Face But the Fly Keeps Returning

A View from Above With Everyone At Street Level Yet to Realise What's Happening

After, All We Had Was the Wait...wait. What

Somebody That I Used to Know

I'm in Love with You