Your eyes want to believe but all you see is breaking us apart. My eyes, they stay with you to see what's on the other side of this world. If in the end we both should die, I'll stay with you. In my mind, planes on both sides, infinite but finite in their goal that each road leads us somewhere like a home.
released January 3, 2011
Bobby - Drums, Bass, Keyboard, Guitar, Vocals
Brian - Guitar
Jeremy - Production
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