"i want to take you far. from the cidics in this town. and kiss you on the mouth. will cut our bodies free. from the teders of this scene. start a brand new colony. where everything will change. will give ourselves new names. identities erased. the sun will heat the ground. under off our feet. and this brand new colony" -the postal service
ripping pages of this book where the storyline makes lack of better sense to readers with creative minds. laying heavy asphault pavements, buried dreams underneath.