From the recent frenzy of a certain David, I’ve moved on to a finer frenzy..

A voice so bitter, stringing words into tunes. Images formed in my mind as I listened to the tunes, over and over again.
I imagined a long haired girl in white playing a white piano on a cliff. Colorless. As lifeless as the singer’s heart. Waves gushing at the background is only a small fragment of her emotions.

It wasn’t far from my images.


I cannot go to the ocean
I cannot drive the streets at night
I cannot wake up in the morning
Without you on my mind
So you're gone and I'm haunted
And I bet you are just fine
Did I make it that easy
To walk right in and out of my life?