Are you lost, unusual seeing you in these part of the woods. It's bewitchingly late why don't you sit down by the campfire.

So, what's keeping you up this late expectations, disappointments, is it a special someon or is it that you wanted to hear us aesthetically broken souls. We get what you mean but there's only so many nights left when you'll keep yourself up but behind all those long nights, life is still waiting to hear your voice.

We all have a tale to tell if someone has the time to listen. Instead of leading you two we can lend you four for your worries.

P.S. No we are not twins.