The fakes they change and crash like waves. The worms come in droves but only when it rains. Put them back in the ground.
And I hope someday we meet again.
Under different circumstances, maybe, maybe just as friends.
Because as lovers, I shattered you.
And even though you’ll never see it,
Picking up the pieces cut my hands up too.
??? this is so good right
Balance and Composure-Defeat the Low
Take that head of yours and stick it through the clouds.
You’ve been buried underneath our world with all your selfish doubt.
At Cavanaugh Park
Where I used to think
That this life would be good
And I would do things
That I thought that I should
And no one’s going to tear me down
One of the most nostalgic songs of all time for me.
"oh my love, if I could just find you tonight…”
Ugh. This song.
Sunset on old logging roads in Shelton, Washington