From the recording Volume 1

Song and all tracks/programming written and performed by Barnaby Hazen.

Lyrics

Cold conversations which I practice with my fear

will hold my head as wilted til I dream

I'm broken

sick

and stranger than I seem

Unfounded accusations on my mind

won't slip away like friendship

just with time

Take what you want

as long as it's on the road

to rusty bridges we both knew wouldn't hold

these frozen rivers, fickle frost in my hair

melting into the ocean

you wouldn't dare