Mojave
The last of the light brings with it the smoke, the moon and the passing of the sun.
The sun hangs in the smoke, it's last light fades. Passes into the desert.
The Mojave it holds secrets. in that smoke and moon. No man will ever understand this place, this place will return you to rock and sand.
The last of the light, the smoke, the moon and the passing of the sun.
