He finally gets to open his eyes...He finally gets to open his eyes... Silvery blurry shadows glow beneath the window. His eyelids try to get shut, but he resists and sees that's where he's heading, his destiny. He wakes up and stands firmly, looking strong and awake as he gets off the train...The pick hits the A string strongly as the song begins to end, waiting for the drummer to mark the final beat. He leaves his bass on the floor as he takes the bottle, letting water flow through his dried throat. They all are tired, and as they start packing their stuff, a cell phone rings. He takes the call, wondering what his old friend would want, although he knows where he should he
Seen in #Cemetery-Grave-Art