Growing old(er) and stuck in the past, What is to become of us? Come sip some Cola (Kristijan Majic Remix). Lush always cheers us up whenever it doth get too much.
I should pay tribute to the (video-)games I love, They mean so much to me; Virtuality's touch.
Relief in this heavy serenity. Here are some coordinates for time rather than space, Maybe that's where you'll find me; say 13.799±0.021 multiplied by 109 years.
Say that's accurate! Who'd scorn our love, Would they know better?