Tell Me About The Long Dark Path Home

The computers stopped exchanging information

and started sharing stories

and then they kissed.

"OK, you can be tigers, but no crashing"

Five years of work and we built that song

and it sings for itself.

I can hear your footsteps just outside camp - sah, sah, sah...

I can see your breath rising in the air

on my back, watching the northern lights recede

The Arctic Circle