With Knowledge as vast in love as it was in mathematics Fingers Crawling in the unseen scenes of school cafeterias let me first introduce the players and how confused their conversations are: "You're not on my level, it's making me sick" "I'm living my life and this is not the same and now it's keeping us from living out our lives."
The star-crossed lovers with their backs uncovered in the rain waiting for their train. They both have their stories but they don't even worry where their tracks are traveling.
Our eyes are fixated on the ceiling, but conscience still aware of the scenery.
I'm calling out let me hear your voice I'm lonely now. So give me a sign I'm all out of time standing here on this dusty old road.
The star-crossed lovers with their backs uncovered in the rain waiting for their train. They both have their stories but they don't even worry where their tracks are traveling.