June 12, 2008
What we're made of, and what comes out.
White blankets that obscure, the purple and lines.
And where do we come from?
What are we made of.
Is it strong or weak, small and unsure.
Strong, brittle and thin.
The colors of a nightmare, white nights and red ghosts.
Where do we come from, what are we made of?
Red that twists and grows, what are we made of...