Conversations with the dead;
"You can't escape forever, mistaking smoke for heaven's light It's not follow or a fade to black, and white." Dedicated to the push and pull relationship between two very sad souls and to my lovely Jack. [Built like a conversation to the rhythm of both, gabriel, then jack in the annotations.]
I have no self control and I’m an anxious wreck right now, so have another mix. This one is for my dear Becca @ncthehero, because I love her or something. Also, got a bit out of hand because reaper76 is trying to kill me.