Liverpool Sound and Vision 7.5/10

What we envisage, what we dream of, is quite often so far hidden in the Horizons that we can barely see it as our own truth, it is covered only in a glorious tempting haze and one that is for the vast majority of time, forever out of reach. It is the act of forever hope that we that we keep striding towards, that we reach out to because we are cursed with both reason and imagination and one that is starkly shown as the plucked flower of memory when we succeed or fall in our attempt to go beyond the prospect to which our life was set.