The sound of black keys scare the crap out of me.Its like the advent of something about to happen.I guess I'll just wait here till the next spring comes.Or the next rain,the next train.And again,and again,and again.
High treason for the thoughts you're thinking.
Topsy turvy town.
Now would be a good time to know how to draw.
current mood: Don't Look Away- The Helio Sequence