Reality winks at us then scampers off
Crawl to the dark places I love most, loud music and off key laughter, glimmering green and brown bottles eagerly holding the dim lights overhead inside themselves like ransomed stars.
We gig, we perform, we laugh, we cry, we play our guitars, bass, drums, voice.
... reason never lies...
In the east the sun. I love
This is your only life. Honor it.