He's been saving, selling everything he didn't need. Such a shy boy, with a secret up his sleeve. He's a strange one, never bothers with the girls. Heard him swear once, at least I thought I heard him curse.
Room in the east invested with meanings. Open to none but the strange and the wild. Sunset encounters with destiny's chances. Envelopes marked for the personal life.
Woke this morning, the war was over. The radio was singing love songs. Saw the smiles upon the soldiers. Coming home across the fields. . The calendar said first of August.
Out across the heavens. When you're sleeping in your bed. Someone turns a light on. Can you feel it burn inside your head?. . Floating out your window.