Amidst the cigarattes and lies, we meander in our beautifully donned masquerade disguise.

Every Sunday for a few months now I find myself in deep reflection.

Today I see a new face, a new voice, a new gaze and a clean pair of shoes.

Lets see where this novelty is headed. 

Ouh and there is nothing in place where my heart used to be. So we're all good.