First strike of lightning, first boom of thunder
All this goes on and I still wonder...
Honey:
I know we were planning to marry, but darling that...
I remember a time
when I wore my skin...
I'm punished by daylight
And sleep in my eyes...
Isn't it funny how things work out?
Isn't it so god damn hilarious when they don't...
The urge to tell stories,
to tell the story...
A sunset by the water,
something we don't see often...
A samurai defends himself
when outnumbered...
Such a strange affair,
between here and there...
We used to dream of battles won
Now truths slump heavy on our tongues...
Armed with all our pain and our misgivings
Love's found in the impermanence of living...
Mossy forest,
have you ever dreamt of me...