GREY

SOMEWHERE THERE’S A PARTY

ANOTHER WALKABOUT AFTER DARK

THE ICE AGE IS COMING, THE SUN’S ZOOMING IN

LIFE IS SO HARD, HOW CAN WE BE ANYTHING BUT KIND

SEE THE ROAD YOU’RE ON

SEEING WHAT WANTS TO BE SEEN

SOMEDAY YOU WILL TRUST ME

TO NAVIGATE THE ROOM

NOW I’M TWO SNOWS OLDER