This old dark machine...

...it shakes and it shudders Pulls to the left, then dies near the gutter

The ocean...

...refuses no river

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...