The hurricane is making the house ache, but theres much more than that. The trees are dancing to an omnipresent intergalactic song. Its simple and so complicated. My life is at a silent pause in this very moment. My emotions are paused, my future plans are paused, my fingers are paused. I've got 8 weeks to go. You know all my secret ideas, which ones i'm giving up on and the ones I'll keep. The floods and fires might be coming through and you would know just what to do.... So let them sing.