Released on January 25, 2002

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Tell the world how I'll miss it's small atmosphere

And wonder how it will evolve

How it rose and it broke won't be trivial

Stay on your feet in your hole

Mr. four eyes

Please remember

We still hold you dear

Mr. young man

Blonde-haired stranger

What seperates brings us closer

Let us announce that it's dark on the holidays

And the morphine blurts out little chunks

Don't let us know if your skin starts to turn too cold

One nap and then

Mr. veteran

Please remember

I tried to revive your breathe

Mrs. undone

What is upstairs?

Steps but no banister

Salts deprived from the eyes

Without patience and a foothold to grip

I'll be the next in line

Have a rope

But nonetheless

If it's burning while I'm rising

It could only be the second best

So if there is not but a last thing we're adding on

It's seems neglected with rods

I think I'll stay up

For I'd swear i just heard your voice

Maybe it's just something in the air

(Please) Carry on

(Don't) Carry on