| 1 | “…Faith in the Pants, Not in the Prick…” (Vallejo’s Folk Song) | Kip Hanrahan | 5:37 |
| 2 | “…When I Lose Myself in the Darkness and Pain of Love, No, This Love…” | Kip Hanrahan | 5:37 |
| 3 | “…She Turned So That Maybe a Third of Her Face Was in This Fuckin’ Beautiful Half‐Light…” | Kip Hanrahan | 4:31 |
| 4 | “…At the Same Time, as the Subway Train Was Pulling Out of the Station…” | Kip Hanrahan | 4:29 |
| 5 | “…I Told Him ‘I Don’t Have to Be Beaten to Be Understood’…” | Kip Hanrahan | 6:01 |
| 6 | “…Look, the Moon…” (Diahnne’s) | Kip Hanrahan | 5:05 |
| 7 | “…Half of Sex Is Fear…” | Kip Hanrahan | 6:26 |
| 8 | Gillian’s Folk Song | Kip Hanrahan | 3:47 |
| 9 | History | Kip Hanrahan | 5:15 |
| 10 | “…There Was Something About His Anger That Was So… Inaccessable to Me…” | Kip Hanrahan | 5:45 |
| 11 | “…If I Knew How to, If I Knew What Muscles to Relax…” | Kip Hanrahan | 3:13 |
| 12 | “…You’re No Pimp, and I’m Certainly No Whore…” | Kip Hanrahan | 1:31 |
| 13 | Deep Summer | Kip Hanrahan | 4:13 |
| 14 | “…Look, the Moon…” (Carmen’s) | Kip Hanrahan | 5:44 |
| 15 | In Place of an Epilog: Lullabye for My Daughter | Kip Hanrahan | 3:04 |
| 16 | In Place of a Morale: Geography | Kip Hanrahan | 5:04 |