Ripe As The Night - Beyond Dawn

And I Watch The Birds

Even Though They Don’t

Sing For Me

I Just Like To Watch

They’re Flying Again

Like The Ghost Of Something

That Never Was

I’m Lying Again

Pearl On My Cheek

And Another

Salt, Not Sweet

The Taste Of My Longing

To Be Haunting, Not The Haunted

In An Eyewink I’ll Be Gone

At Once

When They Unlock The Cage

Isn’t It A Pity That I Have The Key

And I Say The Words

Even Though They Don’t

Sing For Me