silentshecried
cannot think of all the cost and all the things that will be lost oh, can we just get a pause? to be certain we’ll be tall again whether weather be the frost or the violence of the dog days i’m on waves out being tossed is there a line that i could just go cross? and when i was shipwrecked i thought of you in the cracks of light i dreamed of you and it was real enough to get me through