This is about the boy you’ll never forget
who turned into the man who didn’t come back
This is about hope and faith, leaps, jolts, crevices that morphed into wells suffused with dirt and spider webs
This is about thoughts, about lyrics that merge old with new: words unspoken and wordsmiths
This was a comeback that ushered the fall back as dawn behest daylight and the dusk, the night lights
Life is over when you have nothing to look forward to.
What then to wake up to if not the lights of the night?
There are stories there!
Signèe: L’araignèe et le panthére