When the world is spinning around, and an idea refuses to leave your head. Thoughts fight one another to be heard inside, and a voice screams in hushed tones pronouncing the end of another solitary brainstorming session, thats exactly when one sole sentence repeats intelf inside the mind, saying over and over again, "find that freedom, you're so close to, step accross that line you're hesitating behind."

And when the kettle boils and boils, until the metal can't take it anymore, there's that blast which causes an explosion in the mind, and the water flows... ideas flood your mind. You're one step, closer to freedom, once again, so close.