Originally written for RPM 2008, I've finally got around to making it sound a bit better; to my ears anyway. A return to my normal subject matter of criminal activity and even more criminal lyrics.

a moody ethereal track. recorded straight from the laptop mic, so not the best, but had to capture it before it faded away.

this ain't perfect, i've been working on it a while. the drums sound like shit, my vox are horid and the guitars suck balls, but i kinda like it.

this ain't perfect, i've been working on it a while. the drums sound like shit, my vox are horid and the guitars suck balls, but i kinda like it.

little light, won't you rise little light, open your eyes can't you chase away the gray can't you chase the indigo away chase the indigo away little light, don't you cry little light, time to fly can't you chase the trouble away can't…

she turns the light on, illuminate the way, i'm close behind her, i'm being lead away, and feeling i'm holding, but cannot release fading, sorrow, fraily, follow, follow, moving, unconsiously, from one beat to another this beat punctures the…

so pleased to meet me now please, just go away no introductions needed, i've got nothing left to say so many stories that i really don't need to know this conversation's over, and i really wish you'd go oh please, go away, save yourself i…

this ain't perfect, i've been working on it a while. the drums sound like shit, my vox are horid and the guitars suck balls, but i kinda like it.

this ain't perfect, i've been working on it a while. the drums sound like shit, my vox are horid and the guitars suck balls, but i kinda like it.

this ain't perfect, i've been working on it a while. the drums sound like shit, my vox are horid and the guitars suck balls, but i kinda like it.