Finally!!!

There is fiction is the space between...

In your remembrance of your bad dream There's no one but you standing... Sometimes a lie...is the best thing

I love you more than...

...anything.

There's a cold wind blowing in Wyoming...

And I'm needing you to find me...

An Easter story?

Can you walk on the water if I, you and I Or keep your eyes on the road and live in the familiar, without you and I? It glows with gates of gold, true life

Why are you shaking like a leaf...

Come on, come talk to me...