Reaching Out...
How Things Look Different On the Way Down
Disillusioned, I've Lost Desire
Will I Burn in the Unforgiving Fire?
From the Flames, I Walk Away
I've Found a Way to Erase the Pain
An Empty Bottle, My Receptacle
A Guardian Angel Called Escape
Don't Dwell On the Forthcoming
As I Know It Won't Be Happening
And You Know, When I'm Gone
You'll Hear My Cries On the Wind