| Song | Strange Spaces |
| Artist | BOKKA |
| Album | BOKKA |
| quiet murmur in the lobby | |
| villa bathroom, bright and empty | |
| abandoned parking garage in the fall | |
| water dripping on the prison floor | |
| big train station, rushing hours | |
| forest valley, lasers in the sky | |
| wine cellar hidden under high school gym | |
| summer rain like drums, open field | |
| memories bottled-up n the sounds | |
| traveling through my mind in and out | |
| sitting back on the couch I recall | |
| every strange distant space you felt home |