Waking Up in the Known World
There's Something That's Left Over
I Rub My Eyes
Into the Known World
The House is Dark All Day
My Eyes Are Half Open
And The Light that Does Get In Is Unconvincing
Half sleeping Through the Day
In The Middle of Winter
Did I Dream This In The Dusk
Or Am I Alive
Right Now in the Known World
Seeing the Known World
in a Cloud
Known World
in the Twilight
Known World
has a Robe On
Known World
Has An Old Love
And Then the Spring Comes In A Cold Bucket of Water
And The Light That Floods in Unrelenting
Doors and Windows Blow Apart
The Blankets Blow off of the bed
Making Coffee in the dissipating fog