all good things must come to an end.
but this isnt over.
thanks go out to everyone who contributed to this project.
you know who you are.
bleek as it seems.|
we were living out a dream.
what has happend since then.
ambitions cooled and development siezed.
moved onto other things if you know what i mean.
producing still, at a quarter of the rate.
not that it matters, its never too late.
we long for something better.
we long for what we wish we could have kept.
but all is not that bad.
after you find yourself again.
Still rocking after all.
Oh, don't think things stop there.
A gift for you, HomepageThis.
Something to make your life just a little bit easier.
Someday you all will know my face,
and the world will never forget my name.