The sky could be blue, could be gray,

without you I just slide away.

The sky could be blue, I don't mind,

without you it's a waste of time.

Volair tonight; I'm hoping it inspires some writing as satisfying as that which stemmed from their last show in January. I just want to sit on the floor and soak in every word and melody they'll share. 

And then, HP6 at 12:06. Good gawd.