Super G: tiny echo
Super G: we will find a black and white in the grey
Super G: Bldg 238
Super G: imaginary containment
Super G: falling from the ivory tower
Super G: fascination with gigantism
Super G: umbilical syllables
Super G: things that have not happened yet
Super G: there was whiskey bottle spilling and a lake it was made of salt
Super G: subset of a caffeinated society
Super G: one dot, that's on or off, defines what is and what is not
Super G: helga's nocturne
Super G: reality is only a Rorschach ink-blot, you know
Super G: two of another, none of a pair
Super G: temporary digression
Super G: do you remember?
Super G: still II
Super G: there is a heart that sleeps inside
Super G: empyreal radiance
Super G: I'll always have visions just before the first days of spring
Super G: grab hold of the soul where the memory lingers
Super G: dreaming we were stones in black stillness
Super G: triangulated, it could be just what we need
Super G: it's real, but it ain't exactly there
Super G: wrecker's lament
Super G: beach house
Super G: daybreak sky lights up the grid we live in
Super G: it's lacking strings of words with punctuation at the end
Super G: stalactite stems
Super G: sway