"There's no difference between dream and reality, or you from me. We're all just trains rolling on the same tracks waiting for the day we crash." Tens of thousands of years after Earth was abandoned, humanity forgot themselves. Tens of thousands of years after Earth was abandoned, humanity forgot each other. And tens of thousands years became tens of thousands of light years and we're all sleeping ghosts in the machine that is doing everything it can to keep society in its coma. But what if the ghosts start prying open their eyes to wake up? What if the ghosts break out of the machine and want to feel alive again? "train set and match spied under the blind shiny and contoured the railway winds and I've heard the sound from my cousin's bed the hiss of the train at the railway head always the summers are slipping away 60 ton angel falls to the earth a pile of old metal, radiant blur scars in the country, the summer and her always the summers are slipping away find me a way for making it stay"