| 1 | '... Faith in the Pants, Not in the Prick...' (Vallejo's Folk Song) | Kip Hanrahan | 5:38 |
| 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 | 6:02 |
| 6 | '... Look, the Moon...' (Diahnne's) | Kip Hanrahan | 5:06 |
| 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 | 3:14 |
| 12 | '... You're No Pimp, and I'm Certainly No Whore...' | Kip Hanrahan | 1:31 |
| 13 | Deep Summer | Kip Hanrahan | 4:14 |
| 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 | 5:05 |