| Opening Lyric | Song Title | Album |
| [Song Title] And I Won't Know | |
| Please Don't Crazy If I Tell You The Truth | |
| If You Were Here Beside Me | |
| I Wanted Something | |
| [Song Title] Of It Is That I Can't Keep Up | |
| You Call My Name In The Dark | |
| You Cool Your Bed-Warm Hands Down | |
| Is There A Place I Can Go | |
| And Your Engines Revving | |
| Tell Me Something That I Know | |
| The Earth Is Warm Next To My Ear | |
| | Opening Lyric | Song Title | Album |
| For Once I Want To Be The Car Crash | |
| Wooden Floors Wooden Floors Whisper | |
| [Song Title] For Yourself Tonight | |
| The Yellowed Page Of The Books And Books | |
| I'm Running Out Of Ways To Make You See | |
| A Little After Twelve | |
| It Seems The Day That Your House Burned To The Ground | |
| There's The River There's Your House And There's The Church | |
| Getting Too Busy To Make Amends | |
| A Feeling I've Had Many Times Before | |
| Two Weeks Later Like A Surplus Reprieve | |
| | Opening Lyric | Song Title | Album |
| Please Don't Let This Turn Into Something It's Not | |
| Only The Faintest Only The Faintest Glance | |
| Maybe Somewhere Else Will Not Be Half As Cold As Me | |
| Tell Me That You Want To Dance | |
| This Could Be The Very Minute | |
| It's Hard To Argue When | |
| Don't Be Scared Of Anything At All | |
| What If This Storm Ends | |
| [Song Title] And Think Of Somewhere | |
| Tell Me If I'm Going Crazy | |
| The Car Crunches Gravel | |
| | Opening Lyric | Song Title | Album |
| I've Got This Feeling | |
| Hold On Hold On Let Me Get The Words Out Before I Burst | |
| I Broke Into You're House Last Night | |
| I'm Trying Not To Stare | |
| One Step To Far Is Not Far Enough | |
| Just Close Your Eyes | |
| I Got Tired Of The Heart Attacks | |
| Strain This Chaos Turn It Into Light | |
| The Perfect Words Never Crossed My Mind | |
| I'll Sing It One Last Time For You | |
| The Winters Mar The Earth | |
| | Opening Lyric | Song Title | Album |
| It's The Price I Guess | |
| I Find The Map And Draw A Straight Line | |
| You Can't Find The Phone So You Can Call It Off | |
| A Hand Upon My Forehead | |
| All This Feels Strange And Untrue | |
| I've Run to Ground | |
| Its Like We Just Cant Help Ourselves | |
| We'll Do It All | |
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