| Song | Liable For Tragedy |
| Artist | Artifex Pereo |
| Album | Time In Place |
| We baited hooks with subtle reward in mind. | |
| Little mattered then, still, little matters now. | |
| The plans we made were designed to perpetuate through snakes of life. | |
| We left too much faith in the pieces to fall into place while we spent the meantime carving our own ways. | |
| Little choice we had then, nothing but choices to make now. | |
| If I'm anything like you, before we can decide another day has passed, hand over hand. | |
| And if you're anything like me, you’re trying to catch up to fleeting frames, | |
| headlong into sand. | |
| It's just like us to wait until we're full of what we need to say, | |
| and now we're floating off to where we thought we'd never be. | |
| Your kid's strings are stretching weak. | |
| This distance is unraveling. | |
| Please, still see, that happiness is there for you to reach. | |
| You left it where it waits for you to climb. | |
| How endowed we are to be alive. | |
| Let their songs sing you home. | |
| The heartstrings hooked in your throat will land you right where you were always supposed to be, | |
| transcending pity held for you or me. | |
| We will always want, but they're the ones that need. |
| We baited hooks with subtle reward in mind. | |
| Little mattered then, still, little matters now. | |
| The plans we made were designed to perpetuate through snakes of life. | |
| We left too much faith in the pieces to fall into place while we spent the meantime carving our own ways. | |
| Little choice we had then, nothing but choices to make now. | |
| If I' m anything like you, before we can decide another day has passed, hand over hand. | |
| And if you' re anything like me, you' re trying to catch up to fleeting frames, | |
| headlong into sand. | |
| It' s just like us to wait until we' re full of what we need to say, | |
| and now we' re floating off to where we thought we' d never be. | |
| Your kid' s strings are stretching weak. | |
| This distance is unraveling. | |
| Please, still see, that happiness is there for you to reach. | |
| You left it where it waits for you to climb. | |
| How endowed we are to be alive. | |
| Let their songs sing you home. | |
| The heartstrings hooked in your throat will land you right where you were always supposed to be, | |
| transcending pity held for you or me. | |
| We will always want, but they' re the ones that need. |