Look Up

Every good story needs an intro

So where does this one start?

No veils, no curtains, no doors, no walls

Between what pours out

Of my hand on to the page

A dream of course

An American tale

Of finding magic in the everyday

And acting totally instinctively

A suitcase and a traintrack,

On a search for identity

And a quality that entices attention…

We’re young and incredibly ambitious

Our possibilities are endless…

Just LOOK UP