It’ll be a long ways away until this night is over. It won’t be quick. It’ll be awhile before I cross the horizon. Until I walk across the threshold of life and exit this dark tunnel. My heart bumbles and shakes with anticipation. I’m saving these strains for a race that has no winner. These strings will be put to good use and I’m confused about this life that I’ve frequently abused with an acute point and my shortlived youth. I need to know where you are. Answer me God. You’ve answered my prayers like I called and when you answered all I heard was a quiet sigh and the dial tone. I’m wrong in saying that I’m free.