Boo Again...

Pripyat, Ukraine

Boo....

Kadykchan, Russia

 

 

The Story of My Life in words of The Ghost and the Navigator

Take my heart and set it free, carried forward by the waves
Nowhere left to run, navigator's son,
Chasing rainbows all my days

Where I go I do not know, I only know the place I've been
Dreams they come and go, ever shall be so,
Nothing's real until you feel

Why?

Why do I not slip into nothingness?

Why do I wish, when I ought not to?
Why did I speak when I shouldn't have?
Why this silence now, when its not a weakness but a resolve?
Why do I ought to prove, when I really don't want to?

Why do I have debauchery on my mind, when I look so nice?
Why do I reflect as a leech, when I am but the host?
Why am I not hungry now?
Why do I feel I got a raw deal?

And again...  Why do I not slip into nothingness?