The fog is cold and grey. It lingers in the air. The dew like drops of glass; I take uncertain steps.
I fear for what's to come. Will lost hope remain lost? One day, will my mouth speak? Of truth, beyond my reach.
We're all truth, in a glass vase. (are we misplaced?) We're all common light beams. We all formed in this ocean.
released April 21, 2015
Produced/ mixed by: Chad Wahlbrink & Isaac Karns
Mastered by: Joe LaPorta
Violin: Jeffrey Niemeier
Produced/ Written/ Performed by: FILMLOOM
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