Something Found Me On My Nightly Run, And I Don’t Think It’s Human
People need to know what’s out there, walking around at night…
People need to know what’s out there, walking around at night…
It’s easy to forget we aren’t indestructible.
Is it held within the quiet of summer nights, beating somewhere in the velvet darkness?
The discovery, made many years ago during the holidays, seemed like a strange miracle at the time. A stroke of dumb luck, the combination of alcohol and genius.