Breathing In Recycled Air   I Sit Here In Good Company   I Pour Myself Another Drink   The Rain Will Go In Days To Come   Worn Out Soles Lie Dormnt   These Torn Up Jeans   The Tobacoo Tin And All Its Contents      The Pavement Leads Holes In Our Minds Where I Can Take A Cross Junction   A Place In These Stars Living Life On The Breeze      Breathing In Recycled Air   I Sit Here In Good Company   This Cool Air And Refreshing Breeze   The Rain Will Go In Days To Come   Worn Out Soles Lie Dormnt   These Torn Up Jeans   The Tobacoo Tin And All Its Contents   Apathy Hits Once More   Tears Become Relentless      Falling Down One Thousand Feet x4