Letting the flowers talk, and the spacemen walk through dust while children scramble onto broken barges. Letting a cup of coffee grow cold with an even colder conversation of a complicated relationship, while their hope thins with the looming thickness of the rope. When the beauty bounces or begins to peel, reality itself has never felt more real - and through the piercing song of a dying yelp, maybe, just maybe, there's someone out there it can help.