As i sit a pawn this chair i think about the open air It moves and changes temperature as we do But in the case in what i am in it does not give life It just makes my cold and black with jagged edges My life as a Bass Guitar is long and strong on stage then back in the case where the memories of the last show sit in my head until the next time that am taken out of that coffin To breath once more and to have life for a short amount of time .