For now, my heart will sleep as I pray the Lord my soul to keep, should I die before I wake, let it be for another rain's sake
Hearing the Stars, Pt. II: But the Silence
They were and I was, and altogether united and altogether separated, we were.
Music Box Me
Fin'lly stopped, I silently rest//Gears red hot from the grind//All pulled apart, cleaned, oiled, and dressed//Refurbished by design
