There is no hell in here. And pain is not allowed. You may think that is impossible. But all the cracks will heal if you just take a breath. All the holes will fill with light until you burst into a song. I swear the night will not feel so tall then. And the moon will not be so indifferent to the dream we shared. Because when we close our eyes, they are not there. Nor are we.
Chasing Perfect Sound Forever 