Woke up in a motel room, I see the world dancing through glittering eyes. Raging floodwaters rush down the cliff at the foot of the Niagara River. Painful loneliness and yet sweet river at the end is my destiny without God. Light figures and shadow beings - in between I would like to say to you:

I love you!

Oh, you Saints and Sinners,
now take this collection and bring it to life!