Every good story needs an intro
So where does this one start?

No veils, no curtains, no doors, no walls
Between what pours out 
Of my hand on to the page
A dream of course

An American tale 
Of finding magic in the everyday
And acting totally instinctively
A suitcase and a traintrack, 
On a search for identity

And a quality that entices attention…
We’re young and incredibly ambitious
Our possibilities are endless…
Just LOOK UP