The principles of my dream, a capsized ship. Driftwood drifting in shoreside sympathy, now lost. My soul is kicking, alive well, and recently its been hurting my stomach. So why here, lying in the snow, crazy? Yes. No. Maybe!... ...maybe the product is overrated. Dreams haven't done much for me lately. But, if I'm lucky; with some help from the sun, it will all be standing water and I'll soon sail my ship off again.