"And I know you're near me. I know you understand...say that you're with me, so you know my face like the back of your hand."

- 'February Air' -- Lights.
It's not february, I know.
But I was listening to this song...
and tryin to post.

And it was like, there was something in my brain.
The words, what I wanted to write.
Lurking, just beyond the surface.
Teasing me.
And I had a tiny little bit of knowledge of what it was,
but then it'd slip away...
and I'm trying and trying and trying and trying...
but the only image I can pull is this inky one,
filled with words for another place.
For here.
And I don't like it.