I Like Trains
come over
The world was growing colder
And when the wind blows
The cradle will rock
Forwards and back
The cradle she swings
I'm caught in the middle
Between family and friends
So here's to fallen friends
And to falling walls
I severed my roots
And the bow did break
And when the bow breaks
The cradle will fall
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- Beacons
- Beacons EP
- The Shallows
- VISIONS: All Areas, Volume 139
- This Skin Full of Bones
- Sirens
- He Who Saw the Deep
- Spencer Perceval
- Elegies To Lessons Learnt
- Progress Reform
- Sea of Regrets
- Hope is not Enough
- The Deception
- VISIONS: All Areas, Volume 88
- Dance to the Radio: Still Occupied Though You Forget
- Gothic Compilation, Part XLIX
- We Go Hunting
- Extreme Traumfänger 11
- A ROOK HOUSE FOR BOBBY
- The Art of Sysyphus, Volume 37