"18890 km's I travelled one year. One year without boundaries. One year opened like a white canvas. I walked into the desert of life, picked a direction and went. The start of the journey was the end of an old life, a life controlled by money, a life within the lines."
- Hello dawn can I enter?
- Hello death is your door open?
- We leave the shoreline and swim out
- The ocean is vast and dangerous
- Waves crash but the air is clear
- We help each other stay afloat
- The outer rim is gone and the chains are released
- Flight seems imminent, the eyes see the sun
- Have you prepared for such a voyage?
- Are you ready? Now enter the garden
Verse to Voice - The Space Between originally was going to be a poetry book that would support the lyrical content of the album I recorded, but after searching through numerous pictures and stories and people I encountered on my journeys I decided it would best be served as a novel with these elements sewn in between. For example, I felt like I would be able to describe in detail the rain forest experience in Costa Rica or the Jungle madness in Kauai easier in a novel format. Ultimately, it was a true battle to explore and exploit all these memories and experiences and ended up taking a lot longer than usual to conceive. It was worth it. - DW Singleton.
- never trust a man in a suit
- and always check the soil before eating the fruit
- the leach needs his blood
- the leech talks a lot about love
- unable to see but silently obscene
- the leech is a shadow without a screen
- exposed to the sunlight his suit dries tight
- pulled from the swamp, his suction loses bite
- poor the salt of mistrust and grab back your loot
- and remember, never trust a man in a suit