Wings of an Angel Songtexte
Don't Be as Rival Rats One Towards Another - Our Humanity Is Not Measured by Sheer Intellect but by the Capacity to Love and Accept the Mental Space of Your Fellow Human Beings
With Nothing Left but the Past That I Would Not Want to Remember, All I Can Afford Is a Drink of Seeing Myself Like This; I Know I'm Tough Enough for You to Phone, but All I Can Find Is a Whale and Its Full of Noise, Just Like You and the Way Your Han ...
You're the Spark That Guides Me, You're the Light in My Darkest Night, You Hold This World Down for It's So-So Cold... I Don't Think I Need to Let Go of You, So I Count My Blessings and Do Tell Me How I'm Gonna Spend My Life Without You One Day
Gruppen
Overnight You'll Be the Ashes of a Sinking Ship
- Wouldn't Be the First Time I Can't Control the Messages You're Sending Using Your Propaganda Agents
- My Demon Got Me Buried Alive in My Passion, Yet I'm Confident That You Will Take Yours Truly Back, Regardless of Where I've Been and Whom I've Seen
- Believe in Playing a Fool in All Social Situations, Because as a Rule of Thumb, We Must Forget What We Don't Know to Survive
- With All These Saturnian Mood Swings, You Will Most Definitely Never Make It to the Moon in Time
Pain Won't Take Me Alive, but Other Dilatant Qualities Sans Power Will
Parallel Continuum of the Coincidence of Uniformity
Pause Play (Memoirs of Russian Spiritual Landscapes, Aug 2016)
- Innocent Blonde Girls Play Hopscotch in the Backrooms of Post-Soviet Hotels
- A Stranger Among My Own
- The Spiritual Horrors of Our Imaginary Superiority
- A Train Ride Past the Abandoned Villages of Perestroika
- Repeat My Mistakes (Why Does Russian History Repeat Itself Flawlessly and So Do I?)
- Bawdy Song About Shopping With the Wives of Russian Oligarchs
- Children Are the Victims of Adult Vices (Inspired by Mikhail Shemyakin's Sculptures in Bolotnaya Square, Moscow)
- Faux Knightroom Mentality
- Without Permanent Identity (I Remain the ID-Free Cosmopolitan Vagabond Even as Years Pass on By)
