With Each Forgetful Step... Progress, Treading Water, Drowsy Salted Morning, Man Makes Little More Than Acrid Waters, Feast Before Harvest, The Barges Bellow Their Foul Air, Still and Tepid Waters, Our Racing Hearts, Flotsam and Jetsam, Insincerity Peeked Through Cloudlessly, While the Others Sleep, A Sad Swell, And the World Is Still Yawning