The Letter Dear A, Tell me have you seen what you've left behind?
There's a trail of tears where the sun should shine. Can you help me find my face?
Can you help me see the truth?
Cause today I found another mask. And I got them all from you. Dear B,
Put your name right here. I can't seem to write it down. There's a letter that I've hid for years. It's still the one you found. Can you help me find my way?
Can you help see the truth?
Cause I find it hard to doubt a face
When I was 6 years old my parents loaded up our '63 Volvo and left Long Island, New York for Los Angeles, California. The journey lasted 7 days, and I remember me and our dog Denver sharing the back seat the whole way. And just before reaching our destination we stopped to stay with friends in Sedona, Arizona. Although I was only 6, some of the experiences I had while we were in Arizona were memories that will be with me forever. The short, strangely dressed beings with giant