In memory of Ian "SpyK" Quick
Spyk, I am missing you, terribly. The words I want to write won't come together, but the thoughts in my head are churning, so I am doing the best thing I can--- playing you a song. For every time we danced in the kitchen at work, rocked out our apartment and pissed off the neighbors downstairs, for all of the milk you loved to drink and every time you took care of my dog, this one is for you. Dance.
We Are The People
"We can remember, swimming in the summer... we are the people that ruled the world."