The foul odors float around as sheep in the night call to their shepards.
Fast approaching the time to move,
more life to live in four days than some will see in fifty years.
I know the distance.
We all manage the microscopic images that we call our dreams
by making moves to the normal realities,
So much to prove
Money will never by time
But the window frames the outside world keeping us at bay
thats why they call it window pains.
