_where the world always looks the same_
_but dreams smile just beneath the surface surface_
_with eyes like dreams_
_holding up the pale phantoms_
_that reach out with tender cold hands_
_pulling me away away_
_the night dwells between us_
_I need courage and strength_
_to make the long journey_
_but nothing will stand in my way_
_and I will travel travel_
_and you_
_andrew viridis_
:: greendarkness ::