| Song | Storm Corrosion |
| Artist | Storm Corrosion |
| Album | Storm Corrosion |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Someone is calling her shorewards | |
| Much like horses | |
| Raising dogs will sing to me | |
| Hold back the tears in my comfort | |
| We move forwards | |
| In these pauses the storm corrodes | |
| Maps of a lift to the scaffold | |
| On a nursery floor | |
| Begs aloud not to stay | |
| Cut from the stone in the quarry | |
| This old friend of mine | |
| In his silence the storm corrodes | |
| Passed on the second hand slips outwards | |
| Born in the curve the song drips endless | |
| Thrown out the boy believes in secret | |
| Grown up the dogs begin to reach it |