| Song | The Sum Of Every Part |
| Artist | The Grates |
| Album | Teeth Lost Hearts Won |
| The winds of change rearrange our vision, tried to walk but I've got no rhythm. | |
| Temperatures change and spaces relax. Newspaper print left crime on my thumb. | |
| You said it twice but I head you just once. All of these thoughts like fingers and toes. | |
| The sum of every part, the fear in every heart. |