Wind in the wires, it’s the sigh of wild electricity. I’m on the edge of a cliff, surpassing, comfort and security.
But here comes a gale, a crippling anger. Sea birds are blown into the rocks...
Grace is lost to thunder

Thunder... Pressure getting lower

But see her waters break. Rain falling to the sea. Into a granite wave... A unit - A family
It’s just a sigh, just a sigh

This wild electricity made static by industry. Like a bird in an aviary, singing to the sky.
Just singing to be free. To be free....