SEAN GALLAGHER: FRIENDS + NEIGHBORS

Some Flawed Place in the Iron Dark of the World

We Only Care About Nugs, Chillin’, and Grindage

Dreams Have Only One Owner at a Time

The Things You Put in Your Head are There Forever

Demands of Life Distract

Love Doesn’t Die. It Just Leaves You, Goes Away, If You Are Not Good Enough, Worthy Enough. It Doesn’t Die; You’re the One That Dies.

At Night It Is Better Still

The Cold of Winter to Give

Things Separate from Their Stories Have No Meaning. They Are Only Shapes.