“There’s a place I’d like to go somewhere out west, it’s not specific, and the pictures show it best. I know there’s trees I know there’s sand and I know there’s grass, I know it’s somewhere in the past.
There is a girl out there, who’s looking for it too, she’s not sure when she’ll go, or exactly what she’ll do. If am I doomed, am I the first one or the last? Am I just someone from the past?
No one has to hear, the sound of people laughing at their fears, and the ocean and sun are always there, to make you happy if you’re feeling scared of the darkness.”