Adam E. Bridge: wind up! Melody
Adam E. Bridge: Adam Bridge...
Adam E. Bridge: Looking through my window...
Adam E. Bridge: Looking drunk through my window...
Adam E. Bridge: It may be...
Adam E. Bridge: Too much light...
Adam E. Bridge: His name's Silence...
Adam E. Bridge: My Grandpa and his friends
Adam E. Bridge: The White One
Adam E. Bridge: Skies are made of blue, seas of water & walls are made of bricks...
Adam E. Bridge: And these visions...