The House of the Hapless Hearts
- Your heart is a door that hangs in a thousand angles
- Spiders are lonely demons dwelling on your attic
- Ballad of the hapless hearts
- Love won't fade - Live from a cold four chambered room, February 15, 2009, 8:15 pm
- Night traffic through the open window at gare du nord paris
- My old silver painted piano translates haptic bodylanguage in a faded chamber by night
- And i weigh you down with immortal blues
- Desire is a self figured creature singing in your Workshop
- Dreams that you had
- A Million Moments waiting for me but i can not meet them before i die
- Come Summer Come Blues
- Before you die
- Wonderful multiplication of love in a sleeping room full of ice flowers
- I'm a ghost you can chase me / I hold my whole life in the palm of my hands
- Mother Of Pearl
