Talked to the eve and whipered to the night. Dethroned some dreams as others were dreamt.

Never gave that up, the one I spoke about before. 8 years ago I started to dream. 8 years ago.

All that is past and still do remain from my deepest innards does it claim. Hope, fear, tragedy and maybe a shallow tear.

Take it with you and walk it in into the future. It is just natural, naked and what’s needed.

It is just what I spoke about that day, eight years ago. Eight years.