It's safe to say that no one really knows why we're spinning here and why we haven't stopped. There's no room to breathe but the walls are moving on us so I think that we must move on and find a new place. It's time to go until we find our home. Be careful now. You feel it in your heart. You're bleeding from your head. A wound that you once thought had healed. It's not alone. In making you feel weak it's causing you to see that nothing here is far from reach.