This is an image of some future, post-wight work, I guess. Eventually I'll get some folks who actually know how to play these instruments to do it with me and I'll have more than one mic, it'll be so sick.

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You are everything to me,

Or I am nothing without you.

Reach out,

Reach on,

Reaching in,

Reaching through you.

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An ocean is opening before me,

And closing behind me.

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You’ll be the end of me.

You’ll be the end of me.

You are the end.

You’re the end.

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Tangling

In a space outside the light.

Living

In the place where we die.

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