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... And the Rain Did Fall |
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... But Now Things Were Different, With Birds Unable to Speak |
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...In a Safe Place ... Somewhere Near Your Heart... |
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A Summer Beneath the Trees |
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Abandoned Houses Hiding in Flickering Shadows |
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Above the Flood |
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Alone in the Bright Lights of a Shattered Life |
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Broken Piano, Part 1 |
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Broken Piano, Part 2 |
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Cold Leaves for the Violent Ground |
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Departures (Burning Saints for Your Own Sins) (feat. Deaf Center) |
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Dis/dagg/dimma |
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Distans |
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Ensamhet |
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Fading Lights and Distant Memories |
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Feelings for Something Lost in Two Parts, Part 1 |
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Feelings for Something Lost in Two Parts, Part 2 |
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Fragment I |
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Fragment II |
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Fragment III |
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Fragment IV |
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Fragment V |
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Fragment VI |
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Fragment VII |
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Fragment VIII |
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Höstluft |
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It Ends With a Version of Keeping, Reminding About What Once Where... |
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It Was a Cold Day in February and We Walked Across the Lake... |
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Leaves Abstract in a Village Plunged Into Mourning... (feat. Colleen) |
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Letters Never Sent |
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Lines Running Low Through 7th (... The Shame of It All...) |
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Mellan ljud och text |
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Mörker genom tomrum |
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Noslipós |
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Pieces of Us Were Left on the Tracks... |
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Pjotr |
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Repor |
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Shut Your Eyes and You'll Find the Trees Turning Into Flames |
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Sketch_1: Snowleaf |
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Sketch_10: May |
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Sketch_11: First Day of Winter |
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Sketch_2: First Day of Spring |
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Sketch_3: View From a Train 1 |
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Sketch_4: The Park |
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Sketch_5: View From a Train 2 |
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Sketch_6: Fields |
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Sketch_7: Waves |
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Sketch_8: The Typewriter |
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Sketch_9: View From a Train 3 |
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Skiss av löv |
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Skiss av träd |
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The Fragile Tide |
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The Leaves Have Left Us |
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The Modest Triumph |
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The Rivers Turned to Cobblestone |
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The Scratches on the Window in the Doors of Each Cell |
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The Sound of Emptiness, Part 1 |
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The Sound of Emptiness, Part 2 |
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When We No Longer Are Around to Write Our Love on Each Others Eyelids... |