Fate is an iron horse
running on...

I want to create
something...

The rooster
crows...

Nick cave said it best
but where are you now...

They rose from the dirt
and to the dirt they fall...

Six suns around my head
burning bright...

A bird
flies out...

Six feet
three bodies...

Outside the window
i saw you...

Snow falls outside
there's a fire roaring indoors...

The coffee burned
its first time down...