Somewhere along the time where life completely said fuck you... I lost my imagination. This is the dedication to fighting to remember that vivid and innocent imagination you have as a child. This is for every time anyone has shed a tear. Every time a rainbow didn't appear after it rained and every time you've fallen to your knees and screamed silently in a crowded room. This is a hunt for something beyond the current lost mindset of today. This is a hunt for another world that's deep inside my mind, something we've forgotten. I'm looking for the world I knew as a child. The sweet longing and the ability to make the ordinary, extraordinary with nothing but a thought.
 
Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things that escape those who dream only at night.
-Edgar Allan Poe

Keep searching,
Tramp