⚠ TRIGGER WARNING — SONG LIST FOUR (4) — A TRAVELER IN THE DISTANCE Lead Rating: PG / PG-13 | GX Points: 21 | 12 Tracks Song List 4 walks directly into death, self-destruction, despair, and existential collapse. This is the darkest Song List to this point in the catalog. These songs contain imagery that may be distressing or triggering — particularly for listeners with a history of depression or suicidal ideation. THEMES AND POTENTIAL TRIGGERS: - Explicit suicide ideation and graphic self-harm imagery (One Slip of the Knife) - Death, corpses, graveyards, and fixation on mortality - Hopelessness, nihilism, and worthlessness - Addiction (alcohol, cigarettes, intoxication as coping) - Emotional numbness, dissociation, and depersonalization - Depression masked as philosophy or acceptance - Repeated references to failure, being "too late," or having no escape - War, fallen soldiers, and collective trauma - Spiritual abandonment and loss of faith - Manipulation, powerlessness, and inability to break cycles - Social alienation and being treated as expendable - Romantic despair curling into self-loathing - Political disillusionment and moral injury - Wandering souls, liminal space, and afterlife uncertainty STRONG CONTENT WARNING — ONE SLIP OF THE KNIFE (Track 5): This track includes direct references to suicide, blades, blood, and death, presented in a stark narrative form. A 12-inch blade on a table. The phrase "Would anyone notice — a worthless life?" A woman found on the floor. This song alone may be unsafe for some audiences. Listener discretion is strongly advised. NOTABLE CONTENT NOTES: "Fallen Clouds" depicts war dead and wandering souls set adrift after battle. "Stranded" — a sailor falls dead; hanging by a rope; cycles of despair with no resolution. "Coming of Fall" — an old man on a mountain ledge facing his end. Elegiac and quiet. "Overrated" — depression disguised as resignation; intoxicated and hiding behind hollow eyes. "Maybe Someday" — prolonged depression framed with dark humor; darkness as a best friend. "Fight for Peace" — Iraq War reference explicit; the oxymoron stated and left unresolved. THIS LIST MAY BE DIFFICULT IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO: Suicide ideation or self-harm imagery / Death and mortality fixation / Depression framed as insight / War trauma and fallen soldiers / Hopelessness presented as philosophy / Feeling worthless or expendable. Song List 4 does not soften its edges. Engagement at the listener's risk. Listener discretion strongly advised.

SONG LIST 4 — A TRAVELER IN THE DISTANCE 1. Fallen Clouds — by William Elmore & Tom Jensen 2. Stranded — by Justin Justice & Tom Jensen 3. Coming of Fall — by Tyler Thompson & Tom Jensen 4. Breaking the Chains — by Tiffany Anne & Tom Jensen 5. One Slip of the Knife — by Justin Justice & Tom Jensen 6. Overrated — by Tyler Thompson & Tom Jensen 7. Maybe Someday — by Bryan Magsayo & Tom Jensen 8. First Place — by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen 9. Sleepwalkers — by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen 10. Pretty Toys — by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen 11. Concrete People — by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen 12. Fight for Peace — by Lynette & Tom Jensen (1) FALLEN CLOUDS by William Elmore & Tom Jensen The stories told beside a campfire so many years ago Still echo through the canyons melt the newly fallen snow The legend of great heroes now rest upon the stars Along the craters of the moon lay dark and blemished scars There's no one here to judge the living Or sort through the dead No one here to dictate terms Nor record what was said The laws of these lands has not been etched in stone The king who holds the scepter can still be overthrown Hanging clouds drift above after the battle in the sky Fallen soldiers through love and war each one picking sides So many wandering souls Set adrift way up high Listen through the canyons We hear another deep sad sigh You can never see their face They can never find their place When lightning strikes The fire runs wild Falling raindrops through the sky… Fallen clouds… Fallen (2) STRANDED by Justin Justice & Tom Jensen Hanging by a rope We each cling to hope Stranded on an island Where screams fall silent Giant crashing waves No hope of being saved Sailor standing on a dock Sunrise is his clock The moon rising overhead The sailor falls dead The tide comes rolling in The cycle ends A new one begins (3) COMING OF FALL by Tyler Thompson & Tom Jensen There's a man too wobbly to stand On the topside ledge of a mountain Sitting... searching for the truth For some worldly proof Of an eternal fountain ooh Kneeling... He stares at his withered hands All the while peeking Over his shoulder Feebly he attempts to stand Sensing Northern winds Blowing colder ooh Through a clear sky he enters into a haze With wrinkles around his eyes He gazes To the west But he forgets although he tries He numbers his time in minutes not days He wonders if time will let him save But now the past has died... The sun sets over a distant horizon The calming darkness begins to call... A breath of October quietly exhaled There is no mistaking the coming of fall There's no mistaking There's no mistaking There no mistaking The coming of... Fall (4) BREAKING THE CHAINS by Tiffany Anne & Tom Jensen Out in the distance I think I hear someone Calling my name I guess even here I am still not alone To think that solitude Was the reason I came To be out here so far from home No matter where you go Something or someone will find you You'll never be able to break every chain There is always one that will bind you Go ahead and try Go ahead and try Go ahead and try to break the chain Go ahead and try Go ahead and try Go ahead and try But some things will never change (5) ONE SLIP OF THE KNIFE by Justin Justice & Tom Jensen ⚠ STRONG CONTENT WARNING — Suicide ideation, self-harm imagery, death. Whenever you feel down When in your mind you feel truly alone Take a walk among the dead Read each name upon each stone If your eyes don't change Join them in name join them in spirit Be one and the same From some pains you can never run away Though sometimes forgotten -- the scars will always stay For sometimes it seems like there's no escape And yet all it takes is one simple mistake To burn down the mansion you built To knock the clown off of his stilts But don't let your judgment fail you Know what you're finding before it's found Don't ever let your cross nail you A weight so heavy it'll drag you down And when your inner voice seems to have no sound And all this pain builds up inside You are here alone - with no one around One thought stalks you: there's nowhere left to hide... And on the table lies a 12-inch blade. As night creeps in as black as a spade Would it really matter? One slip of the knife? Would anyone notice -- a worthless life? She lies on the floor Her last thought so guilted Clutching a rose now fallen and wilted (6) OVERRATED by Tyler Thompson & Tom Jensen It's all the same yet so much has changed Since ten years ago There's so much I've learned but still I've returned To what I used to know New strangers appear Old friends disappear For some reason I've let them go So simply stated: My book no one's read it… My life story nobody knows Though my cover is quite plain my text is full and rich Be it fact or fiction Who knows which is which? I fake my happiness, hold back my tears So I appear elated It's best that I hide behind these hollow eyes While I'm intoxicated It's all the same yet so much has changed Feeling high, then feeling low I've visited here and I've traveled there But what have to show It's suddenly so clear to me That I may never be What I want to be So hopefully being the best Is overrated…….Overrated (7) MAYBE SOMEDAY by Bryan Magsayo & Tom Jensen Maybe someday all my wounds will mend When I got drawers on my chin and I'm wearing Depends I've tried everything but this feeling won't end No wonder darkness has slowly become my best friend Confusion is my brother; I'm the son of desperation Lost is my desire and I'm still searching for motivation Every morning I wake up and I pray I can stay in bed Sleep can be so peaceful and so good for the head I've put off everything off until the end of time My friends think they're psychics trying to read my mind I want to scream at them even though they're being kind (8) FIRST PLACE by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo Dooo Hey look at me... I'm still laughing and joking Even though I quit smoking While I was working I was thinking I'm so glad that I gave up drinking Listen to me speak... Well I guess the first place to start Would be to tell you I got love in my heart For a heart without love is a glove without a hand Or a brain without a mind A mind that can't understand Or ears that can't hear this song that I sing Or a tongue that won't taste these chocolates that I bring Hey look at me... Well I guess once when I lost my way Here's another fact Is that I can't really say I ever really fully came back Just what is this To have to come back to? In what was once such a sacred place Now lies a land of ruin Where even the sky Seems to burn my eyes As I wash my face In this dirty pool I thought I'd been freed… Now I see I was a fool Poor hurried me… Following the rules I learned in school For a heart without love is a glove without a hand Or a brain without a mind A mind that can't understand Or ears that can't hear this song that I sing Or a tongue that won't taste these chocolates that I bring (9) SLEEPWALKERS by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen When they're playing chess with you... The game never lasts very long Still haven't got a clue... why do you... Why do you smile when you take a pawn? Then their bishop overtakes your knight When he wasn't even dressed to fight Soon their queen upends your rook Before you could even look Another smile... your knight just claimed a pawn But now... now your little horsie's gone He didn't run away... he just got sleighed As the king of your castle he numbers his days Yeah, you're wondering and pondering As you're endlessly wandering on and on and on... And you're scribbling and scrabbling Along the chessboard of life feeling you're just a pawn Sleepwalkers Sleepwalkers You just made a list of things that you need to say About yourself, about the world and all its ways Sometimes you think that it's a lie that hard work pays Now that everything has been numbered - yes even your days Why is everyone... sleepwalking around this globe… This giant wheel? Seems as a whole we can no longer feel While deep in this slumber For the gift of the presence of love we no longer hunger When our dreams are gone... yet we still walk on and on and on and on... You just made a list of the things that you need to say And it 'tis just one... There's hardly no time left for anyone As names and faces keep fading farther away Still, you know you've got so much to give... so with this guilt you live I'm sorry, but there's just too few hours in a day How'd your life become this way? (sleepwalkers) (10) PRETTY TOYS by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen With every hurled stone that is cast I walk one step closer to becoming broken With every coming sunset I manage to outlast Ahead lies a sunrise by which I may not be awoken With every cigarette I smoke I see another small sign of cancer With every question that I ask I find I come closer to the answer As I look within your empty eyes You create a new fantasy to fill the void You play some music to cover your sighs and fill your room with all those pretty toys... Hey rich girl... Throw the keys to your Mercedes down to me You'll have to leave it all behind if you really want to be free I look at my hands they're all beaten and torn Sometimes you must get dirty if you want to be reborn Come away with me and maybe I'll write you a song I've come here to teach you that everything they taught you was wrong... With every hurled stone that you cast You walk one step closer to becoming broken With every coming sunset you manage to outlast Ahead lies a sunrise by which you may not be awoken Pretty toys… Pretty toys… Pretty toys (11) CONCRETE PEOPLE by Klaus Bluetner & Tom Jensen Concrete people like to hide behind gold Concrete people will collect what they're owed Concrete people leave you out in the cold Concrete people hate most to be exposed Concrete people ain't got no souls They traded them in for high priced clothes Concrete people with their hearts of stone Even sold out my beloved rock and roll Concrete people never hang their heads low Concrete people never let their feelings show Concrete people keep their statues in rows Concrete people always reap what they sow But me, I ain't no concrete man I mess things up every now and then I slave for those who do me wrong And I find relief in the rock and roll song Rock and roll song Rock and roll song Concrete people think I'm wasting my time Concrete people never step out of line Concrete people hate the shirt that I wear Concrete people find me too hard to bare Concrete people ain't got no souls... They traded them in for high priced clothes Concrete people with their hearts of stone Even sold out my beloved rock and roll And me, I ain't no concrete man I mess things up every now and then Slave for those who do me wrong And I find relief in a rock 'n roll song Rock and roll song Rock and roll song Rock and roll song (12) FIGHT FOR PEACE by Tom Jensen & Lynette Come now citizens of the world Let us knock down this mental wall Time to let a new flag unfurl Large enough to cover us all Endless sea of humanity That will bridge both the land and shore Become one global family Let us not divide anymore Realize difference makes us great Opposed to tearing us apart I swear to you it's not too late And all it takes is one to start It could be you who makes a stand One burning monk can end a war Wouldn't fight in Iraq...I ran Didn't deem it worth fighting for Unlock the door you have the key Finally let this madness cease Everybody say it with me What is my belief? Can't fight for peace