At Last, The Summer. At Last.
Heaven is a place where nothing ever happens.
Art, Rare Love. (Reversed)
Shadows leave long traces.
Me, and Fletch McGull.
Everytime I come I get further and further from this station, and no there is no public access. At all.
The bell from Scraptoft Church, hangs suspended on the beach.
On the beach. At last the summer. At last.