He can only love with his eyes; can only feel with his thoughts. What happens when a man loves a woman but his hands are tied, bound by gravity, and a fissure in his spine that's as wide as a canyon keeping them apart? Mike Murphy tells his story of hope, love, and yearning with the music of the 1960s -- Baby Boomer music, Zeppelin, Dylan, The Who -- a Greek chorus in the background. In this fast-paced ride through the mind of a man dying to get out of his skin, readers bump against the boundaries of the skin that cannot restrain emotions, thought, freedom of purpose; that cannot contain love transcending the physical, even after death.