Nathan Flickinger:
"Displaying progress in subverting silence"
Nathan Flickinger:
Universe from a train
Nathan Flickinger:
Grace
Nathan Flickinger:
Brain Damage
Nathan Flickinger:
Opportunity Costs
Nathan Flickinger:
The Noise
Nathan Flickinger:
Mute and bleary
Nathan Flickinger:
Grace within the gale
Nathan Flickinger:
Oh how our time runs out
Nathan Flickinger:
When the words stop coming, and the fear starts setting in slow.
Nathan Flickinger:
We made our beds to lie in them proud...
Nathan Flickinger:
Drag me to the woods
Nathan Flickinger:
"Don't you half love me..."
Nathan Flickinger:
"Your roar of love slayed my despair."
Nathan Flickinger:
Musings in nature
Nathan Flickinger:
"I hear your voice coming through the grey"
Nathan Flickinger:
"We'll come back for indian summer"
Nathan Flickinger:
"What does it feel like to shine between everything?"
Nathan Flickinger:
"Analyze only when necessary"
Nathan Flickinger:
Said I got the Sun and Trees
Nathan Flickinger:
"The day to day is so disparate "
Nathan Flickinger:
"Chalk it all up to a remainder"
Nathan Flickinger:
"Beside the lions and the ladies"
Nathan Flickinger:
Your eyes are a sign on the edge of town.
Nathan Flickinger:
"A tin box for the two that love."
Nathan Flickinger:
"Perfectly imperfect, like a storm"
Nathan Flickinger:
"I love the nights, flying over these city lights, but I love you most of all."
Nathan Flickinger:
In The Evening
Nathan Flickinger:
Double Exposure Mistake
