Style Over Substance
Your voice was so soft, when you called my phone on the ride home.
I wanted to stay forever in your eyes.
Understanding is what we waited for. Waiting.
Confessions of your heart are just like mine.
Headlights on holidays, Shine through the windows of your place
Headlights on holidays, Shine through the windows of your place
You catch the light with ease, every break is accounted for.
We catch the light with ease.
Broken Knees
Cellular Skies
Downtown Radio
Headlights On Holidays
Homesick
No Motivation
Open Window
Regrets
Skyline At Hope's Fall
Southbound
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