Pets and the sound of pets   And the subtlety of traffic jams   When building a glass friend   We posted pictures of everyone we've known   Traveling without guides      I didn't know   A thing you said   Barking like dogs   Topping balloons as to avoid the downfall      Dancing old linen   And crooked eye hole cuts   We walked in steps of math   And now in closet candlelight   Writing songs for ghosts to haunt to