4 Windows And A Night
I Sing the Metal, Erotic
Cyclist Observing Neoclassicism
Phantom Roads Of Excess
The (Sometimes) Irresistable Gravity Of Contact
The Bench Where Round Things Rest
The Collector Of Frozen Tears, Melting
The Journey Home That Begins Within
The Metaphysics Of Stencils, Rust & Paper-Embracing Its Patina
The Corner Of A Favourite Circle
The Collector Of Slightly Foreign Accents
The Mystery Of Waiting
The Sudden Appearance Of Disappearance And Vice Versa
The Way We Remember Forgetting
Umbrella
Underneath The Underneath
Walk
When Bells Are Loud, With Silence
Where The Light Enters
Where The Names All Have Streets
Window