"I knew you were made from the stars. Out of this world but rightfully ours. The cocaine was a merry go round. We searched in the now, but were lost in the found And we made a whole home in the sand and I made the bed in the flowers. Shrouded the sourest death of the hour. The oceans were the killing machines. Living our lives in most lucid of dreams. When I woke I choked on the sand and Soon we will fall from the sky. For reasons unkown to the I."- Drab Majesty