From the track-by-track: "My parents were only teenagers at the time of the Detroit riots in 1967, yet they can still perfectly describe the desolation and eerie silence those riots brought. The only light came from the glowing cross hanging on the side of the hospital, lighting up the front lawns of all the houses in the neighborhood. Although it didn't really mean anything, knowing that people thought it did was kind of powerful on its own."
From the track-by-track: "My parents were only teenagers at the time of the Detroit riots in 1967, yet they can still perfectly describe the desolation and eerie silence those riots brought. The only light came from the glowing cross hanging on the side of the hospital, lighting up the front lawns of all the houses in the neighborhood. Although it didn't really mean anything, knowing that people thought it did was kind of powerful on its own."