Reach into the past.
I wish you all could see what I see tonight.
The roads are invisible. The piping in the dorm slowly creaks as the night unfolds it's secret. Tonight I feel like I'm six. The fog covers everything in a purple haze, a blanket of serenity. Orange stars dance about the violet mists revealing the locations of the old london lamps. And right outside a giant pine casts an ominous outline. I am where I belong.
The roads are invisible. The piping in the dorm slowly creaks as the night unfolds it's secret. Tonight I feel like I'm six. The fog covers everything in a purple haze, a blanket of serenity. Orange stars dance about the violet mists revealing the locations of the old london lamps. And right outside a giant pine casts an ominous outline. I am where I belong.