The internet is great isnt it?
I put one foot in front of the other and climbed;
Climbed a lofty crumble of mud and stones, and god knows what else;
What I was walking on, I quickly came to see,
Was the cosmic dust that lights the way above me.
I came to a peak and breathed in the cold still air of space, where, suddenly I realised, Its within the darkest places you can see the stars.
It just looked good, so I took it; I made it.
It was the dust from me! is where I made my mark on this ever changing, ever crumbling and ever rising,
Mud And Dust..
Please insert memory into The Terminal
