Dear Daniel,
We don't have much time.
We blazed a trail of broken promises,
to the end of the line.
They say today is human,
but today is divine.
We're not the only ones who like to get a little,
* up sometimes.
Daniel,
I know that life feels insane now.
And it's very unlikely it will ever be a sane world again.
Some days I feel like I'm falling out of a
chair that's falling out of a plane that's
falling out of the sky.
But they are terrified of the life we were born to lead.
Of arcades and ecstasy,
of reckless intensity.
Anybody next to me,
just says that it's meant to be.
And Daniel,
maybe check out the glove compartment of your car.
And
when I hear you coming on the breeze,
we will annihilate our enemies.