exploding out of the back of my mind is a dream it is a dream that can be spoken written and sung it is a dream that can be hated cursed and hung my dream is hope hope for a new age of men and women who love other men and women simply because they exist and because there is a god somewhere out there who sees not what theyve done but who they are they are children they are beloved and they are his my dream is this hope my hope is this dream and to stand with or withstand this dream will make or break its existence far beyond the exploding walls of my own mind
['indie rockism']