The band had all gone home, and I was left mixing what we had accumulated over the last few months of work on what is to be our "final" album. Things felt over. it seemed like we had reached a saturation point, where we had driven the car as far…

So I've learned a thousand things for the thousand things I forgot Too much too soon to see it changing you Walking slowly, walking quickly all the time To survivie the bitter streets where the castaways always look away, and I do the…